Ruin Roar

The Liar tries to smoke me out of my place.

But his fire in my head is fake.

So why do I let it steal from me, eat at every promise I have in me?

Invade this. Tell me again, Jesus, that Your scarred hands made me a Snake crusher; that You took the power from this deceptive fire.

Tell me again that You speak to the ruin roar and call it out as faker.

Send Your rain and I will remember:

all robbed will be repaid in the working of a wonder.

Joel 2:23-26

"...where is the wrath of the oppressor? The cowering prisoners will soon be set free; they will not die in their dungeon, nor will they lack bread. For I am the Lord your God who churns up the sea so that its waves roar - The Lord Almighty is His name."

Isaiah 51:13-15

"...those who devoured you will be far away."

Isaiah 49:19