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Under My Feet

Under My Feet

When Satan strikes
He's smooth as silk
He may smell sweet
But he's spoiled like milk

He twists your thoughts
He mangles words in the mind
He's arrogant and boastful
But pretends to be kind

He tells you lies
Disguised as wisdom
He flashes a prize
But no keys to the kingdom

He divides and conquers
That's how he works
Be careful, be prayerful
He even hides in church

What's angry or harsh
Or filled with dismay
Has no place in harmony
It's just the devil at play

What's good is God
What's love is from above

So live and learn
Study and show up
The more we discern
The more we grow up

Written by K. Sherrell
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Copyright March 2011