Each evil thought report, deport
let not into your mind’s airport,
for once inside it will destroy
take all your duty, all your joy.
Grant not one sin haven, asylum
stamp no passport, phoney phylum,
leave sin to the prince of air
give Satan nothing to declare.
Refuse each flashing, false aircraft
the devil’s full of cunning, craft,
observe your radar’s every blip
for demons watch your every slip.
Keep clear the runways of your heart
remember those who did depart,
through unbelief they flew away
fall not for that, touch down and pray.
So True, the mind is the greatest of all battlegrounds
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It’s quite shocking, at times, how ferocious and unrelenting the warfare is!
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