Sifted Like Wheat

You are under attack, whether you know it or not Knowing all you lack, wanting the rest of you to rot Everywhere you look and in everything you turn to He is a crook, not about to say he's going to rob you He is in your own home if you have never told him to leave There's no place he can't roam in so making others grieve He's out to steal your very soul, is that so strange to hear It's much easier to cajole when you don't see things clear he'll even harden your heart for that is the most important part Long ago it got its start look at us now we've become so tart This is not just some game or some race that we may run This is about our shame being forgiven by God's only Son he knows all that very well but he doesn't want you to see he wants you in hell because he doesn't want you to be free There is only one cure, He's right there hanging on the cross Our Lord and our Savior, I pity all those who would just toss And the Lord said, Simon, Simon, behold, Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat: Luke 22:31