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TITLE: Beast By Tasha Reed 01/16/09 |
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Liar
Destroyer
You, I’m calling you!
You wretched old beast
The one my Father hates
One who won’t be at the feast.
Why every time
I choose to turn around
it’s your breath
that I feel
trying to pull me down.
I’ve left you
long ago
you wretched old beast.
You might as well get use to it
I’m no longer yours, I’m his.
I know you can’t understand
I’m no more a prisoner in your land
or a friend to your wicked demands
using me against my Father
working against his plans.
Satan, you rotten beast
Get thee behind me
I’m a child of God,
One in the body of Christ,
a faithful servant to my Saviour.
Victorious over you, my dear enemy
through the man you crucified and nailed to a tree.
He is Lord, He is God
Alpha and Omega
He is my Shepherd
the only one I worship
bow down to, love and adore.
And because you are of this world
a king among your fools,
deceiving many with your lies and using them as raging wolves.
Throwing into their hearts lust, greed, jealousy, hatred, selfishness and wealth,
and if you think you can fool me again
you even deceive yourself.
I’m saved.
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