I wrestle not with flesh and blood

But principalities of the air

My war fair is not carnal

I wrestle in the spirit

My sword is his word

That cut through

The shield of darkness

I am in battles to go forth, in Christ

The cross brought me to salvation

His blood protect me

I wrestle in spirit

I put his word a upon my heart

To bring down the strong holds

I walk through valley of shadow of death and fear no evil

For he walk before me

And lays a path of righteousness

To follow

My spirit wrestles deep in side of me

With dart that fall upon me

I am in a battle of the cross

My sword is his word

It shaper then a two edges sword

Cutting away the power of the enemy

And marching through his land

Proclaiming salvation to lost

And setting captive free

I wrestle not with flesh and blood

But principalities of the air

Bring down the strong holds

In power of the cross

I walk in a narrow path

Of his righteousness

I hide his word in my heart