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Satan, You've Met Your Match
by Deborah Ann Belka Oh, Satan you've, met your match for my soul you cannot catch. Though you run, and follow me I know just where I shall flee. And where I go, you cannot get so put away your wicked net. For my soul, is the Lord's and we will fight what evil hoards. In the Word, I will lay and rest as I wrap the truth around my breast. So put away, your wily dart for you can't have this saint's heart! ~~~~~~~ Ephesians 6:11 "Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil." Copyright 2019 Deborah Ann Belka [email protected] www.hiswingsshadow.com http://poetrybydeborahann.wordpress.com/ TO GOD BE THE GLORY! Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |