I know not proverbs and psalms
Nor to praise you in hymns,
But I kneel with closed palms
Before this candle light dims
Can you hear this echoed voice,
Whispering its wicked words?
Singings with rejoice,
like the chirp of hungry birds.
I hear it every night,
I can hear it even now,
Flickering in my candle’s light
Even louder toward the shadow
Nights in, Nights out
Covered with the devil’s sweat
Waking up in constant shout
But the devil will not see me fret
I fear not, the devil’s sight
But I fear these voices in my sleep
Chilling my bones with fright…
O! Hold me Lord, as now I will weep
Hold me!
Make these voices be gone,
Set me free,
So my dreams live on.
I heard You are Just
I heard you are might
So in You I will trust
These voices, You will smite
My home invaded by whispers
My praise fell to deaf ear
But tonight hear our prayers
For these voices be no more fear
Can you hear this echoed voice,
Now trembling in Your presence
Cast it out with disabling choice
For the devil’s word is pestilence.
By: Poeticvison NY
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