by: Shirley Satterfield
The devil can’t derail me
Just because he speaks a word,
For there is no defeating a genuine
The muscles in my mind
Are well exercised and sinuey
Alls he can do is talk, talk, talk
A lot continuously.
He cannot defeat me.
He cannot kill my soul,
For it’s Jesus who’s my Savior God.
It is Him who made me whole.
So I can curate what I choose to hear,
And I never, never have a need to fear something so small as a