The Old Ghoul

Just around the corner

Always lurking behind

Dripping with inky blackness

Hungry lust forever in his mind

His eyes glowing out of the darkness

Bony fingers aching to embrace my soul

He lies in wait for when I am weakest

Oh, what a cowardly ghoul

When I least expect him, on me he leaps

He slashes and bites deep before I can rise

With a desperate cry, I draw my sword

The Word flashes forth 

Once more, darkening his eyes

I lay there bloody and torn as he dies

My wounds are as deep as the night

I pray for healing and forgiveness once again

My Father hears my cry and pools me in His light

“How long will I battle this Old Man?” I cry out

When will victory come?

“My beloved son,” I hear my Father say

“Don’t you know? In the fight, victory is already won”

I will praise the Lord who delivers my soul

He has saved me out of the thick darkness

My God who loves me has forgiven me again

Once more He has liberated me from that Old Ghoul

He is my rock and my shield

I need fear no man or spirit

The spirits bow before His word

His Word is the sword I wield

I will serve the Lord forever

His mercy and forgiveness are everlasting

His love is a bottomless fountain

He saves me from my old man

He is my Father and I am His son

By His great Word the victory is won

Praise the Lord!