Satanic Deliverance

He comes to kill, steal & destroy
seeking vice as his one chief ain & ploy
the world today has no thought of him
but the saints need to be on there guard
by putting on the whole armor of God
as you may tread this earthly sod
for thou we walk in the flesh
we war not after the flesh
our weapons of warfare are not carnal
but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds
Satan has viscous long fangs that bite
dripping blood off of side of mouth
draw near to God and we'll draw nearer to you
we need the inner strength and the power of God
listen to his every word
act in faith and put it into practice
what you have heard

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