An arrow wasn't made for a quiver
An arrow was made for a bow
Lead me divine archer
Direct my departure
In Your quiver I am stored
'til I'm shot on Your accord
Polished sharpened as a sword
Fear the war hear His reward
An arrow wasn't made for a quiver
An arrow was made for a bow
He flew me like a sparrow
Into the enemy like an arrow
An arrow wasn't made for a quiver
An arrow was made for a bow
Lead me Divine Archer
Direct my departure
In Your quiver I am stored
'til I'm shot on Your accord
Polished sharpened like a sword
Fear the war hear His reward.
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