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Mr. president
- The devil’s not legal—he’s got no residence,
- Yet he's running amok, acting like the president.
- He’s got those people under his control,
- And they’re following blindly, not seeing his goal.
- Mr. President sits, in his office Mr. president on offense, in his chair,
- Blocking like an evil snare
- Stopping anything godly, trying to break it,
- But there’s a new way—you just have to take it.
- Adoption’s an option, with the King you’ll stand,
- While the devil’s left empty hand, no people, no land.
- He’s running around, trying to understand,
- Pretending he’s power, but he’s just an second hand.
- The devil’s not legal, no place he can claim,
- But he's out there wild, playing his game.
- Strutting around like he’s holding the crown,
- While people deceived are just sinking down.
- In his false office, he sits throwing his hissy fits
- Blocking what's holy, shunning lights.
- But there’s a way out, a truthful song—
- Adoption awaits, where you truly belong.
- A seat at the table, with the King who reigns,
- While the devil’s left scrambling, shackled in chains.
- The devil’s illegal, no people, no land,
- Just seeking lost souls to slip through his hand.
- Running around, causing havoc and stress,
- Acting like power but proving much less.
- He’s got them ensnared, under his spell taking hold,
- But they're walking blind, his lies are growing old.
- He acts like he rules, but heaven’s aware—
- The real King reigns, with justice and care.
- Don’t be deceived by this counterfeit crown;
- In the light of the King, his schemes break down.
- The devil’s not legal, his kingdom’s a lie—
- And one day they’ll see, and ask themselves why.
- He just wants your soul, a game that he plays,
- But when God takes control, the devil obeys.
- With God’s people safe, held firm in His hand,
- The devil’s left watching, struggling to understand.
- It was him from the start, who caused all the pain,
- But in God’s light, only goodness remains.
- So let the devil pretend, but I know I’m free,
- With the true King beside me, victory's my decree.
- The battle is coming, the decision’s your own,
- Stand with the King, or stay lost and alone.
- The devil’s not legal, he’s got no residence,
- But God’s kingdom is real—His love’s immense.
- So choose your side, for the battle’s near,
- And know that with God, there’s nothing to fear.
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