The Devil's Way
At the invitation you wanted to walk,
But I locked your mouth where you couldn't talk.
If one saved soul would have prayed me away,
There's no way I could have stayed.
You hear that screeming down below,
It will get louder as you go.
You heard the gospel so many times,
You didn't except Jesus, now your mine.
Daniel L Keith
Connie
Anna
Regis