| Thoughts by Barbara Philbrook Sometimes
thoughts come into my head, Sometimes
thoughts of anger or superiority, Sometimes
thoughts that cause me to feel sad, Then I feel
pangs of regret, Because I know
it's just whisperings of the enemy, He's a liar and
has always been, The great
deceiver is what he is called, I'll not
cave in no siree, We haven't got a
spirit of fear, Jesus started a
good work when we accepted Him, Order that old
devil to go away, Stomp your foot
grind him into the ground, Lift you hands
give God the praise, Heavenly Father
we adore You, Thank You for
giving us the power to overcome, |