"First was the thunder atmospheric captured rapture rumbles
Then those demons tears the thunderstorm rages on
Alas, but the storm is over now
The storm is over now
oh! now oh! Lord the storm is over
Now over now these rings that had me in chains
Drowning me oh God Jesus
The storm is over now
Jesus the storm is over now
Satan sticks rocks and stones
Just won't ever leave me alone
Ooh, but the breath the power of the All Father God
~
I am calling out demons from the air
Get thee behind me Satan
There will be no bad weather here
My pangs and pains are now long gone
My trials and tests I've won
The clouds and rain have been blown away
by the kiss of the Our Father
Now as those rains
That had me in chains drowning
Oh! God Jesus
the storm is over now
Jesus the storm is over now"
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
3/18/22
"Get thee behind me, Satan." I'll join the queue
Oh! my enemy you wish me dead
your spiritual bond on me has fled
I rebuke you and your demon friends
in the name of Jesus I am His
Get thee behind me Satan
though I may suffer trials and turmoils
I will be walking the Streets of Gold
I am ashamed for the sins I've done
Lucifer you no longer have me as your own
I now rebuke you in the name of Jesus
cuz one day I will see His face and not yours
Get thee behind me Satan
2/18/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
My passion is the happy fervor
That covers and moves the lever
I heard an exciting, silent flaming
To warn me about this mine anxiety
And its eyes have all the flaming
On that day my soul grew arousal
and the brainwaves never zesting
and its eyes have all the flaming
The spree seemed happy exclaiming
Not but my thought yet stilled remaining
in there stepped a flammable insight
Only this and heated horrors
I crave the scorched, splintery stimulus
Poundings of my thoughts series
I threw my illumination upon the floor
Satan stool in front of the prison door
I crave the illuminated, illuminating intimacy
While I pondered, excitatory and more
what could there be more purely offshore?
Demon angel
Take thy illuminator from out my heart
those the turmoil, 'Minded the Ecuador!'
Mentor, mentor!
And the troubles never layering
and so the good angel you came gently clattering
Get thee behind me Satan bravo, bravo
11/21/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
ensnared I submitted to prayer
impaired, tho I shared
unfair to the slayer
I had my faith
That allows me grace
In placed I played solitaire with the soothsayer
My choice, my voice…
Get thee behind me Satan
You naysayer, purveyor I shall not entertain your questionnaire;
For whether on my knees, laying down or standing (I forswear )
I shall ALWAYS be in PRAYER
10/23/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.
PLEASE
PLEASE tormentor of my dreams
God help me
I crave the sure, silent sir
Get thee behind me Satan
Through which came sing, sing, sing
The inviting invite inviting
Only this and a plea
Lucifer the favor, 'Mind the skywriting!'
Get thee behind me Satan
The inviting insistence indicating
I crave the pro, pleased pro
Quid pro quo, quid pro quo!
And the prayers never visioning
Deep into that darkness hesitating
It was nauseating, humiliating, stimulating!
Alas! I stop plead the blood of Christ
God help me...
Please
6/10/19
The apple that fell from the tree falls beneath me
The serpent that Whispers in my ear and stares into my eyes
He whom is also beneath me he is not wise
I comment too commonplace to rebuke him I tell it to his face
Brought out redeemed saved by Amazing Grace
Get thee behind me Satan
Ain't got time for that I'm trying to reach the habitat
where the angels and God and Jesus live at
2/8/19
~~Get Thee Behind Me Satan~~
Temptation comes in all sorts of guises
Through eyes and touch there's no disguises
But the worst thing about being tempted into sin
Is when we look or touch
And then still fall in....
Looking for a soul to steal
You thought you might have mine
But it won’t be that easy
I’m afraid I’ll have to decline
You are right behind me
As I climb up every rung
I won’t be overtaken
I will not be undone
Tempting me with promise
Of riches and of glory
Things I haven’t worked for
I’ve heard that same old story
Offering up damnation
Is all I’m reading in you
I won’t forfeit salvation
I’m not close to being through
An angel on my shoulder
My intuition is strong
Your temptation will not sway me
I know what’s right and wrong
This scalp you won’t be adding
To those there on your belt
Get thee behind me satan
In me you will not dwell
As I enter the church I felt this vibe
A feeling of joy and peace came inside
My knees become so weak
I was unable to speak
I broke out in a cold sweat
My tears streamed out making my whole face wet
I felt my stomach bold up
I start throwing my hands up
Shouting "amen" and "praise the Lord".
I got joy listening to the preached Word
I had this big smile on my face
I felt the Lords loving embrace
I could see angels over the pastor
They were flying from person to person giving blessings for praising the master (GOD)
As I lift my voice in song
I’lm sing to the Lord with praises all day long
Hallelujah
Deuteronomy 5:7 Thou shalt have none other gods before me.
Matthew 4:10 Then saith Jesus unto him, Get thee hence, Satan: for it is written, Thou
shalt worship the Lord thy God, and him only shalt thou serve.
Luke 4:8 And Jesus answered and said unto him, Get thee behind me, Satan: for it is
written, Thou shalt worship the Lord thy God, and him only shalt thou serve.
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