Prayers

Reference texts:
Genesis 3:15; Psalm 91:13;Rev.12: 6-10; Rev.20: 2; Psalm74: 14; Rev. 12:6-12; Rev.13: 4; Acts 28:1-5

Every wound inflicted against me by the dragon, be healed by the blood of Jesus
I refuse to eat the Bread of adversity or drink the water of affliction prepared for me by the Serpent, in Jesus name
Every power of the dragon destroying my glory, woe unto you in Jesus name
You dragon spirit assigned against me by the Prince of this world, I overcome you in the name of Jesus
You dragon spirit bruising my leg, I break your head in Jesus name
Let the type of anointing that enabled Paul the Apostle shake off the beast, fall upon me in Jesus name
Every beasts tied against me business, progress, and finances, I shake you off in Jesus name
Every Serpent suffocating my life, I shake you off into fire in Jesus name
Every dragon spirit tied around my body, soul, and spirit, released me now and die in Jesus name
Dragon spirits attacking me through my dreams, be consumed by the fire of the Holy Ghost

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