Not today

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The thief of my peace 

I will not let him be

I’ll fight to the death

Before he gets a piece of me

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And my savior,

Jesus is his name 

For he alone fights for me

He alone is the same

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Both Yesterday, Today

forevermore he does not change

He ever intercedeth for me

From His throne He remains

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My comforter, my shield 

My counselor and my guide too

For it’s his word that protects me

From what the enemy would do

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In my life if left unchecked

Seeking whom he may devour

Pouncing on my weakness 

Every sleep and waking hour 

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His lying ways persist

Which is to steal, kill and destroy 

But I refuse to let him win

He will not steal the joy

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Of the Lord from within me

which now is my strength 

The short and the long of it

No matter what the lengths 

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That he goes to

To make sure I’m detained 

He won’t block me this time

No things won’t be the same

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For I reckon that the sufferings

Of this world cannot be compared 

To the glory that awaits us

Yes, those who’ve prepared 

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For the fight of our lives

Yes, that good fight of faith

No, the devil won’t win this time

Cause it’s on; I mean the chase 

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