Precious Remedies against Satan's Devices 1. Satan will set his snare, lurk for you in his lair Bite from behind when you're quite unaware You'll fall into the pit, because you can't see it When persecution fails, scheming does it Sin will steal you as its slave And drag you down to a demon's grave "Deeper knowledge" liars sell Til you find you're in the depths of hell 2. Bait with a hook inside, Satan will you provide In golden goblets his poisons hide But sin's a bitter sweet, your soul it will defeat Far from all evils we must then retreat If you dance on Evil's brim Don't be surprised when you tumble in Shut your ears to Satan's lie Far from wickedness turn and fly 3. Sin has an ugly face; Satan paints ev'ry trace Giving foul filthiness phoney grace So peer beyond the paint; notice the nasty taint Gold-gilded poison may seal your fate Look at sin through death-bed eyes That day comes soon when you'll sin despise "Pretty sins" made our Lord dead For "little" sins precious Jesus bled 4. Some sins look tower tall; others seem sweet and small "Small sins are harmless," the demons call Adam just ate one fruit; all men he did pollute God is so holy, all sin is hell's route Little sins will lead to worse How sad for trifles to earn God's curse! A bit of yeast spreads through the dough No pain's as nasty as hell below 5. Satan wants us to see David's adultery Peter's denial and Moses all angry Samson, a moral mess, Noah's dumb drunkenness All saints are sinners we have to confess We can sin like these great men But can we also repent like them? With tragedy these men were torn God punished them each of us to warn 6. Satan to us pretends: God's mercy never ends God is so gracious - He'll never punish Slow down and do the math: God is love; God is wrath A lawless god is a sad fool's wish If God makes smooth our road to hell We are cursed, it's plain to tell Antinomians are bent; mercy teaches us to repent 7. This lie is demon-sent: "It's easy to repent, So sin today; make it right tomorrow" Goodness to men is strange; we have no power to change If God won't change us we'll sink in sorrow True repentance is real change Hearts and habits must rearrange It's as easy not to sin As to turn after you begin 8. Satan says, "Toy with sin; Walk past, you won't go in; Hang out with heathens but just don't join in" Bold fools speak proudly such: "I'll look, but never touch" Temptation triumphs when tasted too much Achan handled golden loot Before he ran down the robber's route Joseph knew the way of life He kept away from his master's wife 9. Wicked men roll in wealth; happiness, power and health Satan says, "Join them; succeed by stealth" But let truth be unfurled: all they have is this world Into deep hell they are already hurled God raised Pharaoh very high So all the nations could see him die God comes slow on feet of lead His iron hands crush the rebels dead 10. Christians must bear the cross, be mocked and suffer loss Satan says, "Why do you choose such pain?" Look past the way you feel, God hurts so He can heal Our flesh may lose, but our souls should gain Troubles here are surely brief Then in heaven we're freed from grief Bad men are messed up inside Then forever in hell they're fried 11. Satan wants us to be, like the proud Pharisee Praising ourselves as compared with others There's always someone worse, we'll still face our own curse Hypocrites love to keep judging their brothers Trash your magnifying lens Get your eyes off of other men The Bible is our mirror true Judge yourself; get your eyes on you 12. Satanic heresies, make prideful Pharisees Or lax loose livers with nasty notions Errors bring sins our way - loss on the judgement day Eternal drowning in fiery oceans Cultivate humility Doubt your darkened ability Store up truth till you've no room For the doctrines of deadly doom. 13. Wicked society, strangles one's piety So Satan says, "Choose a foolish friend" God gives a clear command: Turn from the evil man His habits may infect you in the end Shun their euphemizing games Call their evils by Bible-names Turn your thoughts to heaven high Saints don't dwell in a dirty sty |
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| The CROWN of CHRIST - Understanding the Times in the Light of Scripture |
| based on the Remedies against Satan's Devices by Thomas Brooks, which is published by the Banner of Truth. It can be sung to the tune of "Watkin's Ale". |