LYRIC

Heard a rumor yesterday from a fella dressed in red
He said evil's on the way hope and faith will soon be dead

Say Mr. Mister where'd you get your information is it true?
Who are you?

You must be the devil tryin’ to fill the Lord's shoes
You keep comin' round bringing us Christians blues
Doing all you can to test our faith
But we’re too grounded in our Jesus ways, we’re living praise

I said stranger what's your game have you traveled here before?
He said no I’m just an angel in offense of heaven’s law

Say Mr. Mister where'd you get your information
All these rumored words of Satan admiration can’t be true
I just have one question who are you?

You must be the devil tryin' to fill the Lord's shoes
You keep comin' round bringing us Christians blues
Doing all you can to test our faith
But we’re too grounded in our Jesus ways, we’re living praise

Satan so take your demons go
We don’t want evil we have Jesus
Our hero…

You must be the devil tryin' to fill the Lord's shoes
You keep comin' round bringing us Christians blues
Doing all you can to test our faith
But we’re too grounded in our Jesus ways, we’re living praise

Our Jesus ways our Jesus ways
We’re living praise
Our Jesus ways our Jesus ways
That’s who we are
We’re living praise
We’re grounded in our Jesus ways

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