My Bed Is Undefiled
I anoint my bed, in the name of the Lord..
For where I sleep, there must be no discord.
My bed is undefiled, and honoured and blessed..
And the forces of darkness, cannot suppress.
This throne of mine, is a target of woe..
For the enemy knows, it is a place to sow.
My private domain, where I rest my head..
In a wise man's castle, only love is fed.
I have authority, to break every chain..
In Jesus name, to declare who reign.
I will not allow, the spirits that rage..
To enter my chamber, and put me in a cage.
To be wise, is a weapon of war..
So I seal my bed, and every closet and door.
I rebuke and resist, what is sent to destroy..
For what God bless, will never be a ploy.
I seal what is mine, with the blossoms of grace..
So heaven will witness, the perfume of lace.
As love in the bedroom, comes from the heart..
The Blood of Jesus, will never depart.
Upon the bed, the devil brings lust..
With dreams unpure, and sleep unjust.
I charge up the atmosphere, with the ointment of love..
So my bed of contentment, be as blessed
as a dove.
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