Get Behind Me
Get Behind Me
Go! Leave! Scat, be gone.
You goon...
you know the King,
Jesus Christ our Savior is returning soon.
So I'll do my best
literally, to ingest;
the blood of his sufferings
I know it's correct.
Get ye behind me Satan...
I passed that test.
You are of the dead,
better yet, scared to death...
you've been defeated, conquered
and exist on borrowed breath.
I read somewhere you live bound
where you live,
Hell isn't it?
So I bind you on earth
I won’t listen, give me back my ear!
Get behind me Satan...
Hear me loud and clear!
Jesus' presence presents
me with new light.
He’s rock and my salvation,
Jesus the Christ.
Grace and mercy
Have been given to me; free,
the price is paid,
so take all your demons and leave.
Get behind me Satan,
I give you no props
I hate acknowledging your name
My God sits atop.
The place you should have stayed
Is where I desire to live,
Now in the name of Jesus…
I take back what stole
cause it's God who gives!
Get ye behind me!
For all whom see and feel the dark...Christ has the light.
Written September 25th, 2006
Copyright © Robert Lewis Jr | Year Posted 2016
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