My Yhwh, you are my champion. The One who lifts me higher than all my troubles and my weaknesses. You take me hand in hand, on your mountain and show me how tiny they are that I shouldn't fear them. You show me how the enemy wants to paralyze me. You are my champion my Lord. You open my ears and I hear your majestic and powerful voice saying I AM in the face of darkness. Your voice paralyzes the enemy and stops his plans.
I am on this high mountain with you My Father and I am not scared of the hight, I am held strongly and tightly by your powerful yet tender and loving arms.
You are not only my defender but you are my defense.
Your presence wraps me and covers me. You hide me in Your presence and warm me with your wings.
Oh my rock, I stand firmly and unshakable, waiting in silence and expecting my victory.
You meet me on the inside. You grab my heart into yours. Your fiery love melts away all hurt, heal all wounds, and gives life to the dead inner parts. You call my name in a loud voice and breath life into my whole being, my author of life. You resuscitate every dead desire and revive every given dream. You clear the road before me and we run together. Come with your Holy fire and ignite my passion to you deeper and deeper. Increase it like never before. Increase it that I cannot contain it. Let it run into my veins, let this flame always be connected to your eyes like the flame of fire. Reignite the fire my only good part, my portion forever.
You are my sure foundation and my safe place. You are my stability and Rock.
Oh how I feel secure in your arms. This comfort that I feel when I lean on you, my Father and my glory, nothing can take it away from me.
At all times, I will continue to run to you to pour out my heart with all that it carries, for you alone can cleanse it, you alone can heal it, you alone can give me freedom, you alone, you my King and my God.
At all times, I will trust you my adonai. For you alone, are rich in mercy.
O my soul, wait silently and hear the voice of the great I AM bringing glory, victories, lovingkindness, faithfulness.
Do not be moved, O my soul, wait silently for sounds of victory.

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