My power
over demons, that you don’t dispute,
That I have the
authority, you don’t refute,
But you
think, when I ascended back to heaven,
This
authority and power to none was given,
For in the
way you think, you speak, you pray and act,
As though
it’s a sad and most unfortunate fact,
I returned, with
all My power over demons,
Leaving you,
My Church, as helpless, defenseless ones,
Ravished and
ransacked by the bold, vicious devil,
Who freely
fruits in minds, his unhidden evil.
You agonize
and cry to Me with unsound thought,
For your
mind is filled with untruths, by Satan brought,
Yes, it’s
the devil’s, to plunder and deceive,
With
convincing falseness, which the faithless believe,
For all who
know Me and in My Spirit abide,
Will show that
My powers from them, I did not hide,
For one
thing, demons in heaven will not be found,
They’re evil forces that ply their trade on the ground,
So why take
with Me what in heaven I don’t need?
Why think, and
propose Me as a Person of greed?
Why call yourself
one of Mine, yet you know Me not?
As you lump
Me with human actions, thoughts, the lot,
Demon spirits
run havoc, as minds they possess,
And
forthwith you become, My people all helpless.
No! Don’t let
the same evil take hold of you too,
Denying
powers, I’ve already endowed you;
Just as I called
the Twelve and gave them what is Mine,
Power and
authority as in verse one, Luke Nine,
I still give
all whom I send My work to do,
Victory over
demons; they are conquered through you.
Amen!
