landscape away trees

In the healing name of Jesus
I declare that you are loved and free
I declare that all has been given
Crowned and set in godly liberty

Your sins are forgiven
Your fears, cast out and drowned
All pain He has taken
You are now safe and sound

In the healing name of Jesus
I declare that you’re a child of God
I declare that you’re not forsaken
That He goes before you’ve even trod

Sickness, it’s no longer yours
Don’t claim it
Don’t say it’s my sickness
Don’t take ownership of it
It’s not yours
Jesus took it all upon Him
And by His stripes you are healed

But my body, it hurts
My mind confuses me
How can you say I’m healed
When healing I can’t see

I’m so tired, I’m so weak
But He says you are strong
So why don’t I feel strong
Do you know you belong

Do you believe you’re loved
Do you believe you’re saved
Do you believe He died
That your sins have been waived

His word is ever true
He is true to His word
His word is true in you
And Jesus is that Word

In the healing name of Jesus
I declare it by Isaiah’s words
I declare it by Peter’s statement
By listening, and what I have heard

That what God said is true
The stripes of Jesus heal
Nothing impossible
Truth revealed in His will

Oh Lord, open their eyes
Oh Lord, open their ears
Open locked prison doors
Dry all their hidden tears

You’re healed my dear sisters
You’re healed my dear brothers
Declare ‘It is finished’
Love God, self, others
Believe Him totally
Nothing more He can do
Miracles, call them forth
He’s done it all for you

There’s power in your tongue
Speak life, speak life, not death
Praise Him daily, worship
He’s given you new breath

Healed, healed, whole and free
Jesus has given you the victory
Say, you’re healed, whole, and free
Even if you don’t see it yet
You have the victory
Sing in that victory

© 2021 Liana Wendy Howarth

Isaiah 53:5 ” But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed.”

1 Peter 2:24 “Who His own self bare our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness: by whose stripes ye were healed.”


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