At night the enemy came
Set up camp on the path to zion
They gather to set ambush
And plan to destroy me
But bestowed upon my hands, the master key
To unlock every bolted door on the way
Break every brass and iron gate
Walk harmlessly through the enemy’s camp
I stand upon the high mountains
Behold, His glory rest upon the land and sea
Captive broken free, death reprised
The night had no grip to life
In the storm, I found refuge
I match on with reassurance
Of resurrection and life
Anywhere He chooses to stand
I look down the south and up to
the north
Cannot count the blessings
Any door opened by faith
Is never again shut
The moment I walked with God
Life became not the same
Every word He speaks
In my life is accomplished
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