Cancer To Cure
the devil comes only to steal,to kill,and to destroy
my Jesus comes and brings His peace,His love,and all of His joy
He even employs
like soldiers get deployed He fights our many battles
demons roar and rattle and they shake the ground with fury
cause they know my God is victorious
He's the beginning,to the middle,to the end of the story
i can do all things through Christ who gives me the strength
no matter the height,the depth,or the length
Jesus always makes me stop and think
He brings the good ones near and casts the bad so far away
like supernatural pest control,those insects all get slain
He sends the wicked packin, just like rats
like crazy italians swingin baseball bats
He brings that holy wrath
He brings that holy heat
whether i'm up on the stage or out on the street
He's always keeping me safe
He's always keeping me secure
the world is the cancer
He is the cure
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2010
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