"What I do don't matter," the serpent's hiss, Echoes in minds, a deceptive kiss. But every action, a ripple in time, A choice made in darkness, or bathed in the sublime. "Who cares anyway?" the lonely heart cries, While heaven itself watches, with knowing eyes. "What difference does it make?" the world often pleads, Ignoring the power in seeds of good deeds. "We're all dead in the long run," a nihilist's claim, But souls live on, beyond earthly flame. Don't let the void swallow purpose and light, Your life's a story, write it with might. Reject the despair, the meaningless quest, Find hope in the truth, and put it to the test. Break free from the chains, the shadows that bind, A purposeful life, for all humankind. The Word over world, a beacon so bright, Guiding our steps through the darkest night. Truth as our sword, and faith as our shield, In His holy name, we shall never yield. The Word over world, a song we proclaim, Breaking the chains, in Jesus' name. Let His love reign, let His kingdom come, The Word over world, forever as one. "I have my truth," the ego proclaims, A fortress of self, built on shifting claims. But truth is a beacon, steady and bright, Guiding through darkness, with unwavering light. "If I'm forgiven, I can sin," the tempter's deceit, A twisted grace, bitter, not sweet. Forgiveness is freedom, a chance to begin, Not a license to wallow, again and again. "God doesn't care about me," the wounded soul sighs, But divine love whispers, "You're precious in My eyes." Satan, the deceiver, plants seeds of doubt, But faith is a shield, that casts demons out. Remember the fallen, the angel of old, His lies are a story, repeatedly told. Seek the real shepherd, the path that is true, God's endless love is always there for you. The Word over world, a beacon so bright, Guiding our steps through the darkest night. Truth as our sword, and faith as our shield, In His holy name, we shall never yield. The Word over world, a song we proclaim, Breaking the chains, in Jesus' name. Let His love reign, let His kingdom come, The Word over world, forever as one. Satan loves victims, broken and weak, Whispering lies that they dare not speak. He's the chief author of invalidating the Word, Twisting its meaning, so truth is unheard. "Follow your heart," he cunningly suggests, Ignoring the compass, that heaven invests. He hates the Bible, its power, its grace, The story of his fall, and his ultimate disgrace. From Lucifer's pride, to prince of the air, He schemes and he plots, to lead us to despair. But greater is He, who dwells within, Than the darkness that battles, to conquer and win. So arm yourself with truth, let faith be your guide, Resist the temptations, with God on your side. The battle is real, but victory's sure, Hold fast to the promise, forever endure. The Word over world The Word over world Inspired from and dedicated to Charlie Kirk