Do you hear that voice?
That ever misleading one
At times tiny, sometimes loud
Always distracting and almost convincing
A melody to the ears of the wicked
Yet a noise in the camp of saints
I have heard it not once
You have heard it not twice
All have heard it
Some are hearing it right now
Oh! how tempting the voice is
Despair of earth and enemy of heaven
Taste a bit it says
After-all it doesn’t kill
Take a step it says
Many have taken the same
Collect, it says
It is no crime to have it all
The curse it never says
The pain it never mentions
The overwhelming sorrow and trouble;
The unrest of mind;
The loss of peace within and without
It just doesn’t state
I know your voice
I know His voice
I’m not a fan of yours
I’m a fan of His
You can fool the world
But not this wise man
I hear the devil
But I choose not to listen.