Contend

Let me go for daybreak comes The Angel of the Lord succumbs His Holy Hand struck Jacob's thigh One fighting for The Blessing, wrestling Israel His name would be God's Chosen tribe began to breathe "Contender with God" defines the name, Israel Oh Great Contender of man, we contend for You The Glory of our God Most High We overcome by our word and the Blood of the Lamb Wrestling with powers of the dark Fighting the good fight Winter night, how long it goes I worship You, I wait, I know I must renew this carnal mind One fighting for The Blessing, wrestling Ke sera, sera they say But I just can't see life that way The Word in me defends the ground You won Oh Great Contender of man, we contend for You The Glory of our God Most High We overcome by our word and the Blood of the Lamb Wrestling with powers of the dark Fighting the good fight We proclaim as Jacob: I will not let thee go, except thou bless me... Through Yeshuaʼs blood, we profess the blessing of Abraham... Thus, we persevere, as King David who acknowledged: I would have fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living... Yet now we see through a glass, darkly... But, aye... one glorious day, Face to face I will declare: I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith: Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing. Oh Great Contender of man, we contend for You The Glory of my God Most High I overcome by my word and the Blood of the Lamb Wrestling with powers of the dark We overcome by our word and the Blood of the Lamb Wrestling with powers of the dark Fighting the good fight Fighting the good fight Fighting the good fight