The devil’s fiction,
Some people have said,
Made up for fun,
Little horns in red.
 
God's Word says he exists,
Like lightning—from heaven he fell,
And tempted our Savior Jesus,
Now he reigns over his demons in hell.
 
Don’t trust your ears,
Don’t trust your sight,
For he masquerades,
As an angel of light.
 
He distracts with despair and exclusion,
Wards off good with sickness and confusion,
Brings to mind what depresses,
Points out a lack of joy and successes.
 
He and his sin,
Go in the lake of fire
A really fitting end
For such an arrogant liar.

 

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