Accusing darts fired
A hailstorm of fiery arrows
Piercing my bones
Right down to the marrow
Are we resisting this onslaught?
Or are we standing by passively?
Accepting this barrage of guilt
Letting it define our identity
Wake up!
The punishment has already been taken
Our guilt has been transferred
In our place, He was forsaken
So lift up your shield of faith
And bat every lie away
Never forget what Christ has done
Remind yourself every day
Fiery Darts


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