You can hear the Devil groan
now the Lamb's back on the throne
His blood shed our sins are sealed
blood as red as poppies in the field
It would be wrong to say we sin no more
but in Jesus the Devil knows the score
for after we sin we now repent
the Devil's on the run, its His lament.
The Potter's work has just begun
the seed was planted by His Son
the cracked pots He will make whole
for the Devil has lost your soul.
Stay with Jesus, let His light shine
the He will be yours till the end of time
now the Lamb's back on the throne
you can hear the Devil groan! ! ! ! !
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