First thing every morning
As I'm getting up
I get myself ready
With the Armor of God
I fasten tight
The belt of truth
On all of the lies
That are passed off as true
I slip over my breast
The plate of righteousness
With the world like it is
It's not wise to wear less
As I ready the shoes
That I place on my feet
So I may walk strong
In the gospel of peace
After my shoes I take up
The shield of my faith
To extinguish all flaming darts
The evil one hurtles my way
The helmet of salvation
I place on my head
Gives me the added protection
From whatever is left
And the sword of the Spirit
Which is the Word of God
Is the creme de la creme
To finish the armor off
This all helps in the battle
That I fight out of love
For there is strength in the armor
Of Almighty God
Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 7:04 AM UTC
First thing every morning
As I'm getting up
I get myself ready
With the Armor of God
I fasten tight
The belt of truth
On all of the lies
That are passed off as true
I slip over my breast
The plate of righteousness
With the world like it is
It's not wise to wear less
As I ready the shoes
That I place on my feet
So I may walk strong
In the gospel of peace
After my shoes I take up
The shield of my faith
To extinguish all flaming darts
The evil one hurtles my way
The helmet of salvation
I place on my head
Gives me the added protection
From whatever is left
And the sword of the Spirit
Which is the Word of God
Is the creme de la creme
To finish the armor off
This all helps in the battle
That I fight out of love
For there is strength in the armor
Of Almighty God
Ephesians 6: 11-18
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