Confusion has a cost

Like skimming off the dross

It all goes swirling down a drain

Leaving oily globs of pain.

The Trojan horse is chaos

Now enters your thoughts

The battles swarm like bees

The Word of God cannot be defeated.

Take heart

Because you are not crazy

You are a warrior

The Battle is the Lord’s.

So, listen for the sounds of spring

Listen for the bells of victory

You will take flight on His Wings

Let your praises ring!

Take heart

Because you are not crazy

You are a warrior

The Battle is the Lord’s