There is a target on your back.
The enemy is on the prowl and wants you back.
You may not realize the threat you pose,
But the Enemy who sees you knows.
The One who loves you has set you free
A ransom paid with utmost jubilee.
His blood was the payment for your debt,
Him in you, you in Him; a living duet.
The Enemy fights with cheating and deceit,
Enslaving every soul to cycles that repeat,
Blinding the cosmos with apathy and hate,
It's you The Enemy wants to eliminate.
So there really is a target on your back.
Be ever mindful of impending attacks.
Trust in the life that the King offers freely,
Stand, fight-- you no longer belong to The Enemy.
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composed by
dave
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