Your word is quick
And unfathomed by tricks;
It strengthens the weak
And can make a lion meek
Your word is so powerful;
It made me beautiful,
Your word is resourceful;
Made my cup full
Your word, oh Jehovah
Has made my senses sharper;
Serves as my soul's keeper
When the way gets steeper
People losing hope
All over the globe;
Your word has made me dope
And not strangled by ignorance's rope
Lifted from beneath
By this sword of the Spirit,
Your word is sweet;
Yes! The food my soul eats
Your word is alive;
The giver of life,
Frees hearts from strife,
Sharpest sword; not a knife.
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