I’m singing a new song, but I have no music to sing it to.
The Lord creates the melody, He creates it brand new.
I’m a warrior with no physical weapons, this war is spiritual.
I’m putting on the Full Armor of GOD, and I’m making it lyrical.
Here I stand a new man, I must not look back, else I’ll be stuck.
I must move forward, and charge the battlefield, I’ll continue to buck.
I’m bucking against the ways of the world, because the world is full of sin.
I know better than to rebel against the Lord, only through Him will I win.
The world can have it’s foolish ways, all that it has to offer is no good.
I’d rather have spiritual blessings, I know where I come from, it is understood.
I know what direction I am moving, but I don’t know the final destination.
I’m walking by faith, not by sight, it’s time to shock and awe the nation.
Time is running short, but I’m not trying to scare anyone, I’m just being real.
Our Lord will come like a thief in the night, but He doesn’t come to steal.
The enemy seeks to steal, kill, and destroy, but he can’t get anything from me.
I will worship and praise the Lord nonstop, because it confuses the enemy.
I’m not turning back, but I examine my past to see how much I’ve changed.
I’m just a servant of the Lord, I AM NOT crazy, insane, psychotic, or deranged!
I don’t need medicine to make me feel better, I just need to trust in the Lord more.
I’m still seeking, knowing that I’ll find, I’m still knocking, knowing He will open the door.
I don’t know what’s in store, I know He’s going to bless me, though I’m not worthy of it.
I don’t deserve His Grace and Mercy, but He continues to prove to me I’m Heaven-sent.
I don’t get it all right, I make mistakes, I am not righteous, I do sin and fall short of His Glory.
Even so, He lets me know that I’m counted as acceptable because of my faith, this is my story.
I’m putting on the Full Armor of GOD, and I’m making it lyrical.
I must move forward, and charge the battlefield, I’ll continue to buck.
I know better than to rebel against the Lord, only through Him will I win.
I’d rather have spiritual blessings, I know where I come from, it is understood.
I’m walking by faith, not by sight, it’s time to shock and awe the nation.
Our Lord will come like a thief in the night, but He doesn’t come to steal.
I will worship and praise the Lord nonstop, because it confuses the enemy.
I’m just a servant of the Lord, I AM NOT crazy, insane, psychotic, or deranged!
I’m still seeking, knowing that I’ll find, I’m still knocking, knowing He will open the door.
I don’t deserve His Grace and Mercy, but He continues to prove to me I’m Heaven-sent.
Even so, He lets me know that I’m counted as acceptable because of my faith, this is my story.