Satan you better fear
For the spirit that lives in me
Is far greater
Than your mocking I hear
Christ Jesus my Lord
At the mention of that name
Your rendered powerless
And put to shame
You ponder the weak
Like the coward you are
For you already know
The keeper of the stars
You’re but a pebble
Tossed to and fro
Under my feet
No matter where I go
The blood Jesus shed
Washing you out
I claim the power
In Jesus name I shout!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem