The devil spoke to me,
Sitting on his pitchfork
From I, no lies you see.
The angel whispered to me
The good Lord’s grace you should seek
Your savior will hear your plea.
The old devil snorted,
Grinning and half laughing
All lies he retorted.
The angel whispered to me,
For God so loved this old world
His only son died for ye.
Satan slithered away,
Those words stung that devil
The cherub's voice did say,
Let Jesus Christ in thy heart,
Wash away sin in his blood
Before this earth You Do Part.
~Othen Cummings
Copyright 2014 Othen Cummings
Copyright 2014 Othen Cummings
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