Demons Hate It When You Pray

The demons and their master
may gather for attack,
But we have all the weapons
to defend and to fight back.
They scramble and scurry everywhere,
looking for a prize,
Whispering their torments
and spewing out their lies.
Uncertainty may work with doubt,
making you unsure,
Deceit may try to blind your eyes,
lust will try to lure.
Malice, like an ugly beast,
may try his tricks on you,
While slander whispers in your ear
all that is not true.
And if you start to tremble
then remember it is fear
That is spewing out his lies
and trying to get near.
Despair may follow closely
as fear prepares the way,
But we have all the strength
and all the power against that day.
Jealousy and anger, impatience, discontent,
All of their whisperings
the Father can prevent.

When you feel their breath of evil,
when attacks come thick and fast,
And you feel you cannot take it,
that your strength will never last.
When the cloud of darkness gathers,
blocking out the light,
And your heart and faith grow weary
with the fierceness of the fight.
Remember our cry of victory,
the name that conquers death,
JESUS, JESUS, JESUS,
Rebukes with every breath.
They flee from the power of Jesus,
for at His very name,
They tremble in fear and loathing
and suffer searing pain.
So rebuke in the name of Jesus,
get on your knees and pray,
And the host of God Almighty
will drive them all away.
As you go about your business,
are you aware each day
That the devil and his cohorts,
HATE IT WHEN YOU PRAY.