Controlled combat catapults throw stones break bones
Scatter foes as they attack i defend my castle
He subdues those oppossed they tremble he tramples
I will patrol and expose all these entities
Wolves in sheeps clothes throughout centuries
Arise lord god help rescue me
And slap the face of my enemies
Shatter the teeth of the wicked
The sick and twisted the evil dark and demented
Victory comes from my king
You answer me when i call
Praise your words to christ i cling
Through his blood he crushed the head of the serpent
Oh god you declare me innoncent
Pay attention to my groaning
Listen to my voice every morning
I wait expectantlty
Prepare a feast in the prescence of my enemies
Anoint me with oil you are my guarantee
Exheed what i need my cup runneth over
Redeemed i believe im a spiritual soldier
No weapon that is formed against me shall prosper
No harm will prevail i wear the full armor
No force exists that my god cannot conquer
Death itself was no match for my father
I stand firm against the wiles of the devil
Armed with battalions of uncountable angels
You take no pleasure in the wicked
They irritate you like the sounds of a cricket
The proud are not allowed to dwell in your presence
Darkness is absent in your illuminesence
The dirty mouths and the minds of the sinslaves
They talk foul like the stench of an open grave
Oh god you declare them as guilty
Their speech filled with deciet and flattery
Let them be caught in their own traps
Like withered grass let their plans collapse
They scoff at you and they repent not
They even mock you and for your robe they cast lots
Trouble and evil on the tips of their tongues
They lurk in dark alleys stalking their victims
The unforgiven unrepentent illegitimates
Relentless sinners fed by willing ingnorance
No sign is adequate except the sign of jonah
Three days in the belly three days rise yashua
No weapon that is formed against me shall prosper
No harm will prevail i wear the full armor
No force exists that my god cannot conquer
Death itself was no match for my father