My Protection

Shunning his deceptive authority,
While he tries to coerce and corrupt my weary mind,
I can hear the hypnotizing voice echo from his devious black heart.

As he walks past me,
He senses that I fear the overwhelming power he possesses.

Feeling the shadow of him and the dark-side burn through my skin,
And feeling the chills of his evil spirit run up my spine,
It is as if he has come to devour my soul.

Yet I must realize he is not out to caress me;
But to steal from me,
To kill me,
And destroy me.

I must overcome his plotted scheme,
And yell out from the bottom of my heart and the depths of my soul,
"DEVIL, YOU CAN'T HAVE ME,
I am not yours,
I am a child of the King!"

Copyright � 2000 Chris B.