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Oct 2021
hello fear;
you have no power
over me

let me make
it clear,
death lost its sting
and
its frightening fee

satan is the coward
in the chair,
trembling and shaken
by God's might
is he

the holy spirit on
one July night
I did hear,
I received strength
unmatched to fight
the enemy

he never stood
a chance in that
hot and humid air,
since that July night
from fear.... I've been
set free

the power of Christ
is one not to
tempt nor dare,
I only asked for
serenity in my
hour of need.....

Jesus stood in front
of satan and
once again
defended me

fear of death
I had no longer
a care,
I once again watched
Jesus dispose of
the enemy....

now for Him,
for Jesus....
I fight for eternity
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
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