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The sun beat down
upon His head
In the wilds where he had been led.
He had been there beneath those rays
Eating no food for forty days.
The tempter came
to him and said,
If youre His Son then make stones bread.
Man shall not live on bread alone
But on words that come from the throne.
Jump from the
rooftop without fear
God's angels will render their care.
Let My God
be forever blest;
I shall not put Him to the test.
Behold realms
of humanity
Are yours if you will worship me.
My worship
you do not deserve
Only God I worship and serve.
But I will worship
God only
And I will serve the King of kings.
Oh, no! This knee will never bend
I will adore Him to the end! |