Fight Back

I reached out to get a tape today.
It had taken legs and ran away.
The many different series I once had,
They are now gone and that is sad.

Another son fighting an addiction I see.
He is stealing what he can to purchase his weed.
He will look at you with such a straight face.
Then tell a lie, oh what a disgrace.

I am so upset with this addiction you see.
I must take back what the enemy has stolen from me.
I need you out there to stand in agreement with me.
For the Lord to intervene, so my son can be set free.

Pray for Nathaniel- call out his name.
He needs to be delivered from the enemy’s hand.

Ó 2007 Mary Ann Duhart
October 9-2007

Matthew 11:12-And from the days of John the Baptist until now the kingdom of 
heaven suffered violence, and the violent take it by force.

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