July 19, 2011

The Father of Lies vs. The Father of Mine

He whispers, tongue slithers
Wraps himself round your conscience, shameless.
Sets his eyes on his next grand prize:
You.
Innocent you, awakened to truth
Illumined by light, never so perfect a victim
And so he begins to abuse and confuse
Sticks his foot through the door and you start to lose
Any conviction you once had regarding the Truth.
I've been held captive by his games, I hate them, despise them
Because now you're believing nothing but lies and
Your heart can't believe the truth though your mind does
He delights to see you suffocate in thoughts so mindless
Coughing and choking, you find yourself in an ocean
Desperate to escape but fooled into the notion
That He doesn't love you enough to save you
As if he's surprised by your silly mistakes, you
Don't get that he knew this would happen when he called you
He still did it, he still loves you, he still died, and he still wants you.
He's got a power that's stronger than any grip of the enemy
And his grip of your hand is unconditional, for eternity
Lies are merely the antithesis to everything he is
When you're weakened in your spirit, have faith, you're safe in His
He'll help you swim to the door of freedom, hope, and liberty
He's already unlocked it -- his scars hold the key.

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