No weapon can beat you, no arrow, no sword.
You’re safe and you’re strong in the hands of the Lord.
The enemy opposition—the words that they throw,
Will crumble and tumble and never will grow.
When tongues try to tangle you up in a fight,
The Lord will step in and defend what is right.
Their shouting and doubting and mean little schemes—
Will vanish like fog in the sun’s golden beams.
This is your heritage, bold and secure,
A promise from God that will always endure.
He says you’re made righteous. He’s making it clear.
You’re covered by him, you’ve nothing to fear.
March on with courage. Go forward. Don’t stop.
When God is your shield, you’re right at the top.
No weapon will win, and no lie will hold tight.
For God fights your battles with power and might.
