Gods justice

I’m the chosen vessel, God’s power in my veins, Anointed by the Most High, breaking every chain. Like Daniel in the lions’ den, I stand unshaken, Surrounded by the beasts, yet never forsaken. The lions roar, but I walk with fearless grace, Protected by the Father, I’m held in His embrace. No harm can touch me, no fear can take hold, His angels guard me, His promises unfold. Father God’s authority, it flows through my core, Luke 10:19—power to trample, to soar. “I give you power, authority over the dark,” I’m the light in the shadows, igniting every spark. I’m the slayer of giants, just like David’s stone, Goliath’s fallen now, I claim the throne. With faith as my sling and the Spirit as my guide, I strike down the enemy, no place to hide. The giant’s roar is loud, but my faith is louder, With God on my side, I’m the battle’s powder. No weapon formed can stand against my faith, I’m armed with holy fire, I’m the sword and the wraith. Demons bow down when I speak the Word, I’m the voice of the Father, the power of the Lord. Like Daniel in the lions’ den, I’m calm in the fight, Protected by heaven’s hand, walking in the light. I walk fearless, unshaken, the chosen one’s throne, Father God’s authority etched deep in my bone. Luke 10:19, the promise I wield, Given power over darkness, my fate is sealed. Like David before the giant, I face every test, With faith as my armor, I’m eternally blessed. No mountain too high, no valley too low, The Most High Father’s power makes my spirit glow. I’m the warrior of light, the Most High’s dream, A beacon of hope, a divine laser beam. Demons fall back, they can’t stand my flame, I’m the chosen one, forever praising His name. The lions may circle, the giants may roar, But I’m covered in grace, protected evermore. Daniel’s faith, David’s courage, they live in my soul, With the Most High Father, I’m eternally whole. I’m the lightning in the storm, God’s thunder in my chest, A pillar of fire guiding souls through the test. The sword of the Spirit, sharp and refined, Cutting through darkness, leaving fear behind. I’m the rock on the mountain, unmovable, strong, The echo of heaven’s everlasting song. A river of mercy flowing deep and wide, Carrying the lost to the Father’s side. I’m the morning star rising, breaking the night, A beacon of truth shining holy and bright. The breath of creation, the voice of the skies, A warrior of heaven, with fire in my eyes. I’m the shield of faith, the armor of light, A fortress unyielding in the fiercest fight. The hand of the Father, the power divine, In every battle, His glory is mine