I march to the rhythm of a holy sound, With my feet on fire and my soul unbound. The Word is my weapon, my shield of light, I’m a gospel warrior in the darkest night. Every mountain trembles when I speak His name, Chains are broken, and hearts reclaim. I’m a gospel warrior, fearless and free, With faith as my armor and truth as my key. Through storms and shadows, I lift my sword, I fight for the kingdom, I fight for the Lord. No fear, no falter, I stand in His might, A gospel warrior, burning bright. Victory’s written in the scars I bear, Every battle a blessing, every wound a prayer. I sing hallelujah with a lion’s roar, The enemy runs when I step to the floor. With love as my power and grace in my veins, I’m marching to Heaven through trials and flames. I’m a gospel warrior, fearless and free, With faith as my armor and truth as my key. Through storms and shadows, I lift my sword, I fight for the kingdom, I fight for the Lord. No fear, no falter, I stand in His might, A gospel warrior, burning bright. When the world grows cold and the night is long, I stand on His promise—I am strong. With every step, His power flows, A warrior of light, wherever I go. I’m a gospel warrior, fearless and free, With faith as my armor and truth as my key. Through storms and shadows, I lift my sword, I fight for the kingdom, I fight for the Lord. No fear, no falter, I stand in His might, A gospel warrior, burning bright.