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40.3 - An Interim, A Multitude of Words

The world hates the Church.
For years upon years, we've been losing ground.
Satan shrouds our eyes so we may think to be content,
To call a scrap of moldy bread a win.
One step forward, ten steps pushing back.
The demons laugh
For unto Hell they've a chance to drag
Many souls to flaming depths.

But woe to them, our enemies.
They only laugh so they won't weep.
The Church has won at Calvary.
No matter how the body's hurt it's healed.
What power of theirs can be greater than God's?
The prayers and penances of one child of His
Puts away the plans of legions upon legions of demons.

Father pray, the faithful remove themselves from evil.
Let them think as you, act as you, and love as you.
Because our ways are not yours, and our thoughts are not yours,
Help us become more yours.
Let us not seek evil to judge, but seek heaven to eat.
Between man and woman,
The sacrament's charged to help both ascend to heaven,
As two are made one flesh.
Should one fall and the other rise?
Should one rise and the other fall?
No, as one flesh, pray they rise to God.