A Walk In the Park
Oh there is so much to see as depicted on the news
Keeping you from being free always giving you the blues
From dreary to oppressive sometimes melancholy to downright depressing
It is it’s very own life that you give as it is you who keeps addressing
So much could be considered gloom just look around
But give him not a room and by him you won’t be bound
Look through his shallow being as you stare him in his face
Tell him what you’re seeing in the seeing of God’s Glory and Grace
Yes he will be persistent and rarely does he back down
For on ruin he is bent and he revels in your frown
He will never just leave as he takes even more control
Oh how satan can deceive in order to steal one’s soul
But his day has come and his time is now done
No need to be glum having the Glory of God’s Son
Now so powerless having so little control
For life is not a mess but instead an amazing stroll
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