HOLY WAR ON ADDICTION

Bronze bow
Bent on danger
Down my arm
Pointed at the stranger
As David lived
I too am a man of war
Charging hard at the enemy
Always wanting more
I am the way
The way of the arrow
I fly by sight
With eyes of the sparrow
My aim is focused
Like a straight shooting dart
A blazing fire
Burning in my heart
The battle has formed
Flying arrows turn day into night
Pointed tip laced
Covered in light
The serpent slivers
Slicing from his pit
Fire of his own
Ready to spit
His venom full
Deception and lies
The battle is fought
For spiritual lives
My arms are strong
And so is my mind
I am with Jesus
I crossed that line
His mighty Army
The rest left to death
My arrow flies straight
To the enemy’s chest
Holy War On Addiction
Sons and Daughters of Thunder combined
Taking the fight to the enemy
We hold the line
Jesus has shouted
His warrior’s cry
We never surrender
We never quit
We never die
Death has been swallowed
As Victory licks its lips to taste
Holy War on Addiction
The enemy knows his true place
Jesus has conquered
And sits in His rightful seat
Addiction, the devil, all enemies
Get under our feet
We are His Army
The marching of the Saints
Holy War On Addiction
Precious Blood Painted Face
We are Holy Warriors
Coming to cash in
We are coming for our gold
We are coming for our friends
I am the arrow
Pulled from the quiver of my Lord
My target is addiction
I am wielding a Mighty Sword
Addiction be on notice
The enemy and his friends
Sons and Daughters of Thunder are coming
This Holy War will be your bitter end!

~ Ev. Michael Bowen