I don't gotta strive
To survive
My flesh is crusied
My God provides
I'm a child of the
Lord most high
You bess recognize
I'm serpent wise
And I bind your lies.
I don't gotta look to the sky
To communicate with Christ
He's rite here by my side
Every step of the way
My road has been paved
And my soul has been saved
I don't gotta worrie bout the grave
I reast in peace
Every day
So I'm a turn
The other check and pray...
As GOD perparith a table
Before me
In the midst of mine enemies
Your under my feet
A footstool to me
Your messen with Gods peep
SO SATAN GET BEHIND ME!!
©spitfire
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