Her voice is soft but roars like thunder.
Clothed in brilliant armor without even a whisper
She wields her sword casting demons asunder
As she rides with Christ her Lord and Savior
Exuding grace and strength regal in stature
In worship she falls prostrate as a willing captive
To the eternal love of her heavenly Father
The place of freedom as a confident warrior
Like Queen Ester, she holds the eye of the King
As Jon of Arc the armies of heaven she does lead
Through intercession she moves the heart of the Father
Who leads her to victory as her chief commander
Standing before Christ in heavenly places
She mines God’s wisdom like precious silver
Hidden in the vault of her pure heart
Lies the issue of life, her divine treasure
A mighty warrior that roars like a Lion
But tender in heart for the Glory of Zion
Wielding the sword with deadly hands
She takes dominion of her promise Land
More than a mother she’s heaven’s avenger
Granted by God with the timeless honor
To crush the serpents head – the great deceiver
In the power of the gospel with signs and wonders.
Prophetic Tidbit:Now is the time for the lioness to rise up to be all they are created to be. It will be to the women that God will ascribe with great honor, because of the enmity they have with the serpent (Genesis 3:15), to crush its head. For by Christ power that dwells within, from the place of His victory at Calvary, they shall be used mightily to destroy the works of the devil (1 John 3;8).