Satan the Accuser
Once I dreamt upon a room.
With me and Satan and GOD
I stood before an alter bare
And Satan started to glare.
I am Satan the accuser, the father of all lies.
You stand condemned before me for all your sinful past.
You’ve listened to my thoughts and lies
You’ve gone the way I’ve told you too
So now its time for you to die
I am God her Lord and Savior
And there stands my precious child
I’VE loved her and lead her and now she is mine
So now it is time for her to live.
In a flash of light and a trumpet call
Gods son appeared on the alter bare
I saw the wounds of sacrifice
And I knew I’d been redeemed.
There lies before you my precious child
who I sent to set the captives free
her sin and shame is washed away
And because of my son she is truly free
Satan couldn’t stand before the truth
So he left with nothing to say
My father embraced me and gave me his peace
And lead me back to my room
That night I slept such a peaceful sleep
And when I woke in the morning light
I knew his love I knew his peace.
And laid my life down at his feet
The father loved us with a love so strong
That Jesus died, a sacrifice for me
He gave his life so freely for us
Now what can we do for him
He is Christ the over comer and in him we can live
Through trials and pressure joys and woes
And spend an eternity praising him
If we kneel and give him our lives
Copyright © Julie Clark | Year Posted 2014
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