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