My Roomie

There's a knock at my heart, I peek where it's broke

It's the Lord so I asked Him in

My guilt is laid bare by these words that He spoke

“I see you've been living in sin”

I said, "Satan's my roomie and things are a mess

His temptation’s were more than enough"

Jesus said, "I'll remodel if you will confess

Cos your roomie, he isn't that tough"

I wanted to change, I so hated this place

I've been hurting and Jesus could tell

My roomie’s a liar, a thief, a disgrace

And he's leading me straight into hell

Our motif was anger, the color was fear

The devil liked everything dark

The Lord opens the curtains and everything's clear

And a fire is beginning to spark

He painted the walls, every blemish and spot

Took the stains from my pillows of doubt

I said, “Thank you for that, I almost forgot

Those were tears and they wouldn’t come out

There’s a bookcase of lies, all varnished in shame

Where my sins have been sorted by shelf

It's old and it’s heavy and blasphemes Your Name

Satan loves it, he built it himself”

As we threw it outside I’m encouraged to fight

We continue in setting things straight

He put in new windows that magnify light

I see God in this future roommate

My heart’s now remodeled, a new lease is signed

The Lord repaired everything marred

When Satan came home he was furious to find

His possessions all over the yard

Jesus got in his face as He dangled my key

"You're homeless just like I predicted"

Satan stormed away cursing, mad as can be

Repentance just got him evicted