I don't care if Lucifer knocks at my door
Jesus knocks him down to the floor
Where Lucifer counts stars
Wondering why he didn't ride creed cars
To save the slave in his skin
Drenched and wrenched in sin
Roaming the world to sow destruction
Among millions who give in to distraction
That I can't accommodate
As long as I fly in faith sedate
Determined to swim through the eye of a needle
In flights I vow never to fiddle
Fumbling, stumbling and gambling
My fate away in a sea of grumbling
Unless I cruise steady in my faith
Which sustains and maintains the breath
God grants me
Which I receive with much glee.
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