Living A Lie

Seven sons of Sceva

A devil went to deliver

Their names nobody remember

But we cannot forget the drama

'Go out!', was their shout.

'Go out ',they cried aloud

'Come out, ye unclean spirit

This  is a spiritual bout.'

The demon in mirth laughed,

Too amused by their sight

'Who are you?', he finally asked

'To dare to cast me out?'

'We are the Sons of Sceva

Our father is the preacher

This one we will deliver

Either by force or fire!'

'Well, I know the name of Paul.

Jesus I know as Lord.

You, I cannot tell

But ye are no sons of God.'

So the devil upon them lay

And beat them  like his prey 

Till bruised they broke free

And turned to home flee

Seven Sons of Sceva

A devil could not  deliver

Cos  they knew not the Savior

Who graced men with such power

 © Frances A. Hagan 2014