The Devil’s Roar

The Devil's Roar

Lately, I feel the devil’s grip,
His whispers cold, his shadowed trip.
He prowls around, a roaring beast,
Aiming to break my soul's peace.

In the dark of night, he comes to prey,
Seeking to lead my heart astray.
His time is short, his fury grand,
He strikes with all at his command.

Temptations rise, doubts start to swarm,
In my weakest moments, he takes form.
But deep within, a light does glow,
A faith that he can’t overthrow.

For my soul is sealed, my path is clear,
With God beside me, I feel no fear.
Though the devil roams with dark intent,
My will is strong, my heart content.

He’ll try his best, he'll never tire,
But my spirit burns with holy fire.
I am a child of light, of grace,
No darkness can my soul displace.

The battle rages, fierce and wild,
But in God's arms, I'm still His child.
The devil roars, but I stand firm,
My soul with God will always turn.

Victory's mine, in Him I trust,
From dust to dawn, rise I must.
The devil’s chains will fall away,
In God's love, I forever stay.

So come what may, and trials be,
The devil won't have victory.
For my soul belongs to the Lord,
With faith and love as my strong sword.