<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412678" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn 157</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Satan's devices.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now Satan comes with dreadful roar<br>And threatens to destroy;<br>He worries whom he can't devour<br>With a malicious joy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye sons of God, oppose his rage,<br>Resist, and he'll begone;<br>Thus did our dearest Lord engage<br>And vanquish him alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now he appears almost divine,<br>Like innocence and love;<br>But the old serpent lurks within<br>When he assumes the dove.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fly from the false deceiver's tongue,<br>Ye sons of Adam, fly;<br>Our parents found the snare too strong,<br>Nor should the children try.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Watts">Isaac Watts</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412678" data-title="Hymn 157 de Isaac Watts" data-description="Satan's devices. Now Satan comes with dreadful roar And threatens to destroy; He worries whom he can't devour With a malicious joy. Ye sons of God, oppose his rage, Resist, and he'll begone; Thus did our dearest Lord engage And vanquish him alon..."></div> </div> </div>

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