The Competitor
The Competitor
Satan has competed for man's soul
Since that day in the garden
Amid all our efforts, we'd be doomed
Had Christ not granted us a pardon
"Ye shall not surely die"
The serpent did proclaim
This was in defiance of God's Word
Yielding brought, mankind shame
Lot was confronted with a choice
The well watered plain he chose
Lust of the flesh lured him away
A terrible price, from this arose
Job was advised, "curse God and die"
When storms raged on every side
Though He slay me, yet Him I trust
Whatever happens, He will abide
"Cast thyself down," from this pinnacle
Satan propositioned - God's Son
He responded with, "it is written"
To this quotation, there was none
Competition, between right and wrong
Has been paramount, through the ages
Yet every obstacle, can be overcome
A solution lies in the Bible's pages
Colan L Hiatt = 03-26-15
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