The Dragon hates me
Reveals it everyday
If not for Jesus Christ
Satan would have his way
Thine hand not waxen short
And with Thy powerful arm,
Scattering Thine enemies
Keeping Yours from harm
The Lord works in me
To will and to do
I’ll go up hence, Lord
But not without You
WOW, Great poem. So natural the rhymes and meaning! You’ve got talent Mr. Reel.
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