Holy Spirit

Holy Spirit

You cover me with your armor

You defend me from the accusations of the evil one

You are My accuser

You expose all of my impurities searching me deep, you bring light to my darkness

Through pain you are setting me free

You place my cup of suffering in my hands "Drink" you say, "Trust the wounds of a friend"

I swallow wholly, giving my fear over to the Lord

Your fire purifies my soul

I am tempered as in a kiln

I do not burn up; you expose me as precious gems

I exalt your name, Oh Lord!

You are Lord of Lords and King of Kings

Your spirit is beside me urging me forward

The straight and narrow is a steep climb

But your 'yoke is easy' and your 'burden light'

The enemy beckons me from off the path

But the Joy of the Lord is my strength

And your Spirit exposes Satan's lies

I see him before me and am filled with disgust

You rise up in me a righteous anger

I see the captivity of your children within his deceptions

You say 'Be strong in the Lord and in His mighty power!'

For our struggles are not against flesh and blood

but against the darkness and spiritual forces of this world

Rise up! Come forth Man of God

The Lord beckons, and I answer His call

For the sheep know the sound of their shepherds voice

and only Him will they follow...