When I contemplate reflection
On the evils of mankind,
There is only one direction
Where we are headed, that I find.
Its location isn’t pleasant,
And it’s really quite confined,
For the demons that are present
Are so destructively obsessed,
And their tortures are incessant.
But be glad that we’ve been blessed
With a sacrificial Savior,
Who keeps Satan’s work depressed.
For no act of love was braver,
When He died for our behavior.