The Devil Made Me Do It
You have to know he is near, you have to know he is around
Perhaps sensing it in your fear or the feeling of being bound
You never know what he will do or what other things he'll try
But he's out to destroy you because he wants your soul to die
Again and again he'll attack seeking the easiest point of entry
Knowing all you lack helps in the defeating of one that's free
You walk around unprotected and don't even seem to care
The King of Kings you neglected and of this, he is aware
Why change what is finished, why push them God's Way
So the attacks diminish in just letting you have your say
Things go pretty well theres no need to call for God's Hand
Soon you can't even tell what you can't even begin to understand
The one who seeks to destroy you is finally on your side
And on you he sort of grew right along with your pride
he is sifting you like wheat but all this you can't see
So versed in deciept you don't realize you're not free
Luke 22: 31
“Simon, Simon, behold, Satan demanded to have you,
that he might sift you like wheat,
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