Lamp and a Light
Your word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path
i stay completely unafraid of wickedness and wrath
i stay guided and guarded through the cold and the heat
peaceful neighborhoods to graffiti ghetto streets
i march with the word while the wicked they weep...
where junkies in jungles stay hooked like pirahnas on potients and poisons and funeral beats
Your word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path
never hung up or strung up on the sins of my past
i carry torches of truth burning holes in the night
the darkness it flees from invasions of light
the crooked get straight and the blind they have sight
i keep marching into battle by His miracles and might
Your word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path
soaked and scorched in acid rain demons get a holy bath
a holy blast of godly power
evil empires crumble fast
setting free the refugees from those concentration camps
through trials and tears and year after year
tested and trusted and tough enough to last
Your word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path
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