When Satan steals our joy it seems he does it very sly,

He doesn’t push so very hard, he doesn’t even try.

All he does is say try this, it can’t be all that bad.

But the minute we try a sample we get so very sad.

We know the truth, we are not dumb, but we forget his way,

Instead of looking to God above, we look the other way.

We know deceit, the hate and worse, that Satan packages well,

We just forget that he’s so smooth with the trash he has to sell.

He wraps his lies with satin and lace and expensive perfume too,

What he doesn’t say about what’s inside that it is bad for you.

It will be poison you can bet that leaves a bitter taste,

It will steal your joy and hurt your soul and leave you in disgrace.

These tragic gifts he’ll give to you, but not tell you about the cost,

He sends these things because he knows from God you might be lost.

Sexual freedom, alcohol, more drugs than you can name,

But the end result is not up to you because Satan rules the game.

The package that he’ll send to you is not cash on delivery,

But the minute you open up that box you’ll find such misery.

A broken home, a runaway, abuse, and drugs galore,

The note inside addressed to you, lookout I’m sending more.

He won’t bombard you all at once with worldly sin and pleasure,

It will be oh so subtle he wants your Christly measure.

He’ll replace your gifts from God real slow; you know that this is true,

Then all of a sudden everything’s gone; God’s gifts he stole from you.

Satan has your pure joy now, you hurt and feel so sick,

But every time that package comes, you fall for that old trick.

It’s not because you’re an idiot, addled or even dumb,

Satan lied about everything, to greed you have succumbed.

Take heart my friends, we’re all blessed, we have not lost our treasure,

Look to Jesus Christ, God’s Son, in him we take our pleasure.

Christ gives back our peace and joy through His eternal love,

Get on your knees; get back your joy, through blessings from above.

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