Confound

By Brother Jim Perry

 

God hath chosen foolish things to confound the wise.

    Stinking odor of the ointment is caused by dead flies.

Dead in trespasses and dead in sin

    These professing wise think they are going to win

 

Satan hath chosen the wise for his conspiracy

    They don’t serve their guests just a spot of tea

Professing themselves to be wise, they become fools

    Creating for themselves morals likened to cesspools

 

Changing the glory of God to look corrupt like man

    Making an effort to destroy the Lord’s original plan

Creating himself a cage of unclean and hateful birds

    To escape this cage we must obey God’s every word

 

Satan tries to copy God in lots of ways

    But his tactics have different plays

The Lord uses his Spirit, not power or might

    Something you can’t see is difficult to fight

 

Many will choose to follow and worship the dragon

    In those days his tail will really be wagging

But not wagging for long,

    Guess Who will be coming on strong?