Nocaute

Sometimes life feels like a boxing ring
The enemy disturbs, confronts, and wants to see us on the ground
With their low blows from where we least expect them
It brings us the surprise and the thought that he was champion
He even thought he had beaten you
You're on the ground and the referee is counting from one to ten
The opposing fans are rejoicing
He's already fallen and he's not going to get up
But suddenly the Friend comes along
The Holy Spirit, the Friend, who is in all things
And it tells you: Do not fear, this battle has already been won
Through the Precious Blood that Jesus shed on the cross
And the surprise happens now, stand up and see

Knockout Satan!
He thought he had beaten you
But he forgot: You belong to Jesus
Knockout Satan!
Every time you think: I've already lost!
Arise and see, as David saw
The enemy, with all his might, falling to the ground