ZEALOT IN THE LAND OF NOD
(John 1:23, Hebrews 11:36-37)

“What about them three Hebrew boys?
I promise you, they never knew what was going to happen;
them flames are raging, and you know too well they were scared.
They could have made an excuse, but do you know what they said?
‘It’s not worth our salvation; let’s go in the fire. There ain’t no other way;
if God delivers us or not, we ain’t bowing down!’ ” - Pete Spackman

I’m a providential warrior, a mighty man of valour;
I am the King’s soldier and cannot be beaten!
Jezebel or pagan priests, the hounds of hell or Nephellim,
the Jesus in me doesn’t fear the devil in them!

Who do you serve? What do you believe?
Where will you be at the Judgement seat?
Are you going to bow if they make you bleed?
I don’t know about you, but as for me
I am a giant killer, Goliath's head taker,
I carve into the high places Ichabod!
I’m a fiery furnace walker, a stone idol breaker;
I am a Zealot in the Land of Nod!

I’m a mover and a shaker; a violent kingdom taker
in a chariot of thunder with a two-edged jack hammer.
A Crusader riding, rolling heads with supernatural languages;
a coliseum martyr, a locust eating desert prophet brother.

Who do you serve? What do you believe?
Where will you be at the Judgement seat?
Are you going to bow if they make you bleed?
I don't know about you, but as for me
I am a giant killer, Goliath’s head taker,
I carve into the high places Ichabod!
I’m a fiery furnace walker, a stone idol breaker;
I am a Zealot in the Land of Nod!