The Devil Is Waiting
The devil is taking over our lands.
Evil is dripping down from his hands
He patiently waits to drive his hate into us
All it takes is one moment when our faith we distrust
Then there he is leaving his fowl mark
On a heart that is now turning so dark
The strength of his power, oh how it grows
With each drop of blood that gushes and flows
This evil can be beaten and removed from our lives
Through only belief of a faith that survives.
Stand firm in your faith, pray every day
The devil is waiting to steel you away.
Copyright © Janet Eaton | Year Posted 2015
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