Poetry

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Sunday I was cussed out while preaching the word
It was some of the foulest language I've ever heard
The old woman that Satan used was shaking her fist
As she took God's name in vain do you get my gist

Shut up or I will kill you she loudly said
Her mean words went right over my head
I continued to praise Jesus by singing a song
And God sent deliverance before very long

As the presence of the Holy Spirit began to flow
A woman laying by the cussing lady began to glow
Jesus touched her with a sweet message of hope
And gave her extra grace and strength to cope

Satan tried to prevent a great moment of glory
As I preached about the good old gospel story
All the wicked cussing and threatening of my life
Goes to show you that Satan tries to stir up strife

He tries to stop the word of God from being spoken
To needful souls who are burdened and heart broken
But once again victory in Jesus was won
And one more sermon was finished and done

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