Upon this Easter morning,
celebrate what it stands for;
Jesus rose up from the dead,
the Grave held Him no more.
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The Devil watched the Tomb,
where Jesus' body was kept;
The first two nights he gloated,
sure of Jesus' death.
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But when the third day came,
Satan knew Jesus arose;
He shook in utter terror,
from his head down to his toes.
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Jesus was the Conquerer,
and Satan lost that day;
So please remember Easter,
and keep it in its' way.

In a pit far hotter then Hell,
Satan's fate doth lie within;
And when this wicked world's over
God will then throw Satan in.
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Into that lake of Fire and Brimstone,
also known as the Pits of Hell;
This is Beelzebub's destiny,
and he knows this, all too well.
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Yet before this time will come,
he's seeking those to devour;
Trying to harm God's Creations,
believing he has much more power.
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But woe to Satan upon that day,
when God's had more than enough;
'Tis then the Devil will realize,
his kingdom will then come undone.
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His empire will certainly crumble,
as if in a major Earthquake;
Satan will tremble in utter fear,
his Demons will quiver and shake.
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The words of God will be fulfilled,
when He cast Satan into that fire;
And within that Lake, he will remain,
no hope for this Beast and his liars.
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And as they burn, their knees shall bow,
as each of their tongues shall confess;
That Jesus Christ is the Lord of Lords,
this truth they will surely profess!

They'd stand before a Judge,
their trial would soon begin;
These Saintly men of God's,
would be judged, but once again.
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The Prosecutor entered the room,
so confident and strong;
Beelzebub, the evil one,
would bring up all their wrongs.
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He'd point his crooked finger,
and name all their mistakes;
All the failures of their past,
he'd remind these Godly Saints.
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Then entered the Great Almighty,
the one and only, I AM;"
He would have the victory,
o'er the one who had been ******.
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The Courtroom doors then opened,
and in walked Jesus Christ;
He would be their Advocate,
disproving Satan's lies.
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"We all know why we're here,"
Satan grinned in sheer delight;
"To prove these Men of God's,
are imposters of the light."
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He pointed his crooked finger,
at each one he cheerfully named;
"You see this man before you,
he's lied for his own gain.
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And this woman is a sinner,
she cheated on her spouse;
She practiced to deceive him,
no remorse did she announce."
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Now Jesus had enough of him,
so He slowly began to speak;
"You do know, Heavenly Father,
at times all men are weak."
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God gave Jesus a knowing nod,
for He saw them white as snow;
No sins had they committed,
no sins did their pasts show.

The Devil and all of his Demons,
were having a meeting one night;
Satan scratched his pointy head,
"What shall we do with the Christ?
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All of my plans become ruined,
everytime this God-Man comes near;
He heals the blind, so they can see,
and restores the deaf ones to hear.
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He causes quite a calamity,
when He wins another lost Soul;
It feels like Hell is crumbling,
it's beginning to take a toll.
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And everytime we come face to face,
His name makes us flee in pain;
Don't want to go near Him again,
'less He binds us all up in chains.
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I think we can finally win this war,"
Satan said with a laugh and a grin;
"We'll win the Souls of His mighty Saints,
and He'll ne'er bother us again."
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Now Jesus heard all they had said,
and He shouted to them through the door;
Now Satan, and all of your Demons,
I command you all to come forth!
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Be gone with you, oh wicked ones,
'less I cast you into the Swine;
Don't ever mess with my children,
those ones whom I call "Mine."

A Christian met a Witch,
while walking down the street;
She slyly squinted at him,
"Your God does not scare me!"
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The Christian shook his head,
at the words this old Hag said;
He chuckled as he said to her,
"We'll see when you are dead.
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God could easily chew you up,
then spew you from His mouth;"
The Crone grinned, as she said to him,
"Tis lies you're speak about.
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My master's greater than yours,
and soon you'll find this out;"
"I rebuke you in Jesus' name,"
the Christian began to shout.
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"Satan has nothing to offer you,
He's playing you like a Chess game;
I'll not compare my God to yours,
now return from whence you came!"
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She trembled in utter terror,
"This isn't over yet;"
The man of God, folded his arms,
"You wanna make a bet?"

I can not seem to find,
the words I long to say;
To tell you of my feelings,
I live with every day.
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For if I were to tell you,
I hate the way you lie;
You'd turn your anger towards me,
so fierce, I'd want to die.
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And if I were to tell you,
your cheating's not okay;
You'd say it was my fault,
I caused you to stray.
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Now if I were to tell you,
that ***** *** is wrong;
You'd fly off of the handle,
and tell me it's my job.
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And if I were to tell you,
we can't communicate;
You'd tell me I was crazy,
with a heart so full of hate.
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So if I were to tell you,
you have broken my heart;
You'd come unglued, like an old shoe,
blaming Satan for your part.