The cross and the shield

I won’t pay heed to the words you’ve spoken.
You try to break me, but I’ve already been broken.
When I’m the one that you torment.
The father and son are who you come against.
They lift me up over your stumbling blocks
How do you expect to kill a tank when you only throw rocks?
How would a Sheppard gain from the stray of his flock?
You boast about kicking a man when he’s down.
He showed you how I got back up and took a swipe at your crown.
All deceivers will burn to ash, trodden into the ground.
As I stand and watch him with the sword of his mouth.
The revelation of Christ has got you down for the count.
He is the shield I hit you with.
Strike if you must, but know that I will not give.
I see the crown of life and I want to live.
At his right hand, I’ll hear you wailing.
Make no mistake, you will grieve.
You’ll scream, cry, squirm, burn and gnash your teeth.
Will that be worth all of your iniquity?
I’ll pray for you, cause I already know he’s got me.
You’ve already lost because the sacrifice was made
My body will break but my soul will not fade away.