My friend in Christ, no time to sleep this night,
For Satan prowls the Earth hollow and mean.
He hungers for the lonely sheep of light
Who wander through the shadows in between.
The devil stomps about and roars out loud;
So many prey around, no need to creep.
Be vigilant, my sister, don’t be cowed;
He seeks your sons and daughters as they sleep.
The perfect Lamb protects us with his blood,
But not all of our brothers are secure.
They squat a drunken stupor in the mud;
We must still try to save them, so endure.
Your adversary’s longing to devour,
A starved voracious lion this dark hour.
Be sober, be vigilant;
because your adversary the devil,
as a roaring lion, walketh about,
seeking whom he may devour
1 Peter 5:8 KJV
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Praise GOD. Did you write this for me?
I write what the Spirit lays on my heart. I tried running away from writing this for some reason, but was captured by the Lord, made to sit down, and as His Will be done, you see this poem. Praise God! Why do I EVER try running from His Will? Ah, what a wretched man am I! I am HIS slave, my sister. Hallelujah!