Shut the Door, Keep Out the Devil
Things just haven't been easy lately. Seems like every time I turn around, we get knocked back two steps. Tonight, Big D called me, a little worried about the position he yearns for so he can get off nights. I told him not to borrow trouble, he has no idea what will happen, pray without ceasing. I was reminded of a song that I loved as a teenager.
Shut the door. Keep out the devil. He's sneaky and crawls through the cracks of armor.
Will there be enough money?
Shut the door, keep out the devil. He steals hope.
Is this a new mole?
Shut the door, already! Keep out the devil!
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if your going through hell dont stop dont look around get out before the devil even knows your there. i think that is how the rodney atkins song goes. i know it is close enough. i like that song. it was poplar at a time i needed to hear it. wait i need to hear it now too. i guess i nned to go and play it so i will talk to you later
I wish you could have been at church with me tonight, because this is just what they talked about. Shut that door, sweetie. Keep out the devil. I'm praying for you and I love you.
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