Matchless Name

The Thunder Crashes be steel my heart
the lighting flash across a broken sky
and in the distance a siren wails with it'serrie banshees cry.

The wind it howls like a frieghting train
my heart so alive and the trees the same
but in but a whisper I can proclaim
and the wind has to settle by his name

the Fire it roars the smoke thick like night
the fear and heat rise, from the terror of the sight
alarms ring my lungs sting from sheer panic and my heart the same
but the fire don't burn me and the smoke is erased by the
power and might by his name

The theives break in the steal and they plunder
my world is a prision my life in danger
but through prayer and faith the enemies fall
at the sound of that matchless name

the Demonds rage, like a monster in a cage
the lust for the souls of men
but by the name of the Lord  who shuts the door
and the Devil can not come in.

" No Power of Hell nor scheme of man Can ever pluck me from
his hand". For I am his and he is mine. Oh praise his Mighty name.