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THE LITTLE FOXES

A neighbor owned a lovely fence garden In the garden was an exquisite ivy vine It was a place of comfort and pleasure It was an arena of solace and leisure One day a little fox delved under the fence It went under the vine and sips it A few days later the vine withered And there was a huge vine and a little wizard It was not a big one, but a little A little fox ravaged a huge vine It did great catastrophic when the vines are tender Yet, the young man did nothing to guard its natural splendor There are no giants in our land But there are little devils A devil-like clever little foxes A seemingly insignificant little foxes These little foxes are spoiling the vine A little sleep! A little slumber! Laziness spoils the vine of success beyond doubt Get up! Chase the little fox of laziness out! Pride spoils the vine of progress Get up! Chase the little fox of pride out! A little anger! A little destruction! Get up! Chase the little fox of anger from your reputation Bitterness spoils the vine of receptivity Get up! Chase the little fox of bitterness out! A little wrath! A little strive! Get up! Chase the little foxes that do harm to your Christian life! Chase out the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vines (Song of Solomon 2:15)

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