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CONFESSIONAL STATEMENT FOR THE YEAR 2013

CONFESSIONAL STATEMENT FOR THE YEAR 2013

This is my year of Dominion!
So I have Dominion over the flesh, sin and the devil.

I declare that sin shall not have dominion over me;
My flesh is made subject to the Spirit of God at work in me

I exercise Dominion over resources;
Abundance is my portion;
Finances will serve me

I speak to this day and every day of this year to yield its strength to me
I shall not walk in marginal field of God's blessing;
I shall walk in the fullness of the blessing of the gospel of Christ

I have Dominion over sicknesses and diseases;
Every plant that is not of God is uprooted;
No disease germ shall prosper in my body
I declare that I am made whole by the stripes of Jesus;
And the Spirit of God quickens my mortal body.

I have Dominion in my area of calling and gifting;
I excel in what I do by the wisdom of God
I refuse to walk in mediocrity,
The grace of God is making me the first and not the last;

I am above and not beneath;
I am like a city set upon the hilltop;
I cannot be hidden; for I am made to manifest the glory of God

I have Dominion over all the powers of the enemy;
I tread upon serpents and scorpions; and over all the powers of the enemy;
Nothing shall by any means hurt me;

No weapon formed against me shall prosper;
And every tongue that will rise against me is condemned

In my year of Dominion, I move by the Spirit;
I speak by the Spirit;
I act by the Spirit;

I prevail by the Spirit;
And I obtain by the Spirit of God.
Amen!

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