Devils Student
22 May, 2011
Author: Ben Franklin
You may be sweet,
but the devils influence will turn you sour,
we all needs gods soil as our foundation
or we be one of Satan's withered flowers
Give it all to Jesus,
hand over all your hurt,
never trust the Devil who lies, flirts and smirks,
your worthless to him
your dirt
Hardens your heart, rips and spits at your soul,
give it all to Jesus
he's the doctor who can make you whole
Be careful before you start to creep,
because what you sew is what you reap
Cant get cold when hell is Hot,
cant lie to him on the the day of judgment whilst your on the spot
Feels like your losing breath,
nothing left,
devils trying to steal your soul
that would be the worlds biggest theft
Satan's studied, got an A+ in our weakness,
but only with Gods armour do we have a chance to beat this.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Meri (64.12.117.71) -- Wednesday, May 25 2011, 04:44 am "Can't get cold when hell is Hot..." Ouch. Say on brother, say on. Let the church say amen. Great read. So true. |
Becky (75.16.240.32) -- Friday, May 27 2011, 05:26 am there is always a battle raging between good and evil.. There will always be time when the flesh is weak.. But poems like this show there is the strength to get us thru.. good write |
Ben Franklin (86.6.107.117) -- Sunday, June 26 2011, 08:18 pm Hey you two, thanks for you warm and kind comments. Gb |
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