No weapon forged against you will prevail,
and you will refute every tongue that accuses you.
This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD,
and this is their vindication from me,"
declares the LORD.
-Isaiah 54:17
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This is my prayer in the desert,
When all that’s within me feels dry.
This is my prayer in my hunger and need,
My God is the God who provides.
This is my prayer in the fire,
In weakness or trial or pain.
There is a faith proved of more worth than gold,
So refine me Lord through the flame.
I will bring praise, I will bring praise.
No weapon formed against me shall remain,
I will rejoice, I will declare;
God is my victory and He is here,
This is my prayer in the battle,
When triumph is still on its way.
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ,
So firm on His promise I’ll stand.
All of my life,
In every season.
You are still God,
I have a reason to sing,
I have a reason to worship.
This is my prayer in the harvest,
When favour and providence flow.
I know I’m filled to be emptied again,
The seed I’ve received I will sow.