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Jezabel
The eyes of the Lord are on me
His ears are open to my cry
Rescue me from my enemy
for she is much stronger than I
Steer me from the hidden snares
that she cleverly laid for me
and of the unexpected traps
from this toiler of iniquity
Unless she can sin in some way
she's unable to fall asleep
She loves to sow whats evil
wickedness is what she'll reap
She enjoys the wine of pleasure
indulging in adultery
No remorse for ending the life
of a precious unborn baby
May her foolish pride turn to shame
when darkness suddenly sheds light
on all the evil that she craves
during an immoral plagued night
The devil the father of lies
Surely she could play the mother
while wearing the mask of Christian
but living the life of another
12-28-06
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