Satan's here
Satan's here
he's coming on a horse
he's got a quiver full of sin
darts for hearts
he's going to win
many-
but I've got this thing in me
I've got a song I sing, in me
I sing it when I rise,
I sing it when I fall-
I sing it with the devil on my back,
and all-
and when the veins of my neck are closing
by the deadly grip of his world-
a Light comes over him
blinding him-
shaking him off
and I'm back!
look at that!
gasping for air-
I live, again.
and I go about
full of Light, then.
shaken by the power it takes
to move Satan from a man.
quaking from fear
trembling, my dear-
for the Power of the Lord
is Here (upon me)
look at me, look and see
I am shaking
I am quaking
I am free.