I overcome the devil by the blood of the lamb and the word of my testimony.
My testimony is activated when I live life without limits and without boundaries.
His word have I hid in my heart and it is my testimony that I will not sin against theI am that is and makes me His choice to be His voice.
This anointing costs and is not free.
I can't give you the hook up because the hook up is on your face and in His name.
It's in His presence where I stand naked and never ashamed.
What am I saying?
His wisdom is my defense and His glory covers me as I walk, as I dance, as I live, as I worship in the garment of His praise.
Give me the ark.
Because that is where my testimony dwells…the secret place.
The Holy of holies. The door that no enemy can open.
I overcome the devil by the blood of the lamb and the word of my testimony.
My testimony is not forsaken when temptation, trials, and tension comes.
It is not forgotten when old songs spin and ex's show up to spin me around back and confuse me at
the front line.
My testimony is protected by the cheribims, the gladiators of glory who stand guard with flaming swords.
My fire never goes out as I move the tabernacle that I am through desert places.
Yes, I overcome.
What's in my ark is the secret to my anointing, my destiny, my salvation, my appointing, the anchor that keeps my faith.
My testimony is that His glory shows up in the dark places of my wilderness.
But that is how He shows up…..in the thick darkness to bring His glorious light to my testimony.
Ebony T. Johnson-Poetess
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