It is Lucifer,
The son of mystery;
And since God suffers him to be,
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It is Lucifer,
The son of mystery;
And since God suffers him to be,
He, too, is God's minister,
And labors for some good
By us not understood.

Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.

Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.

I often laugh at Satan, and there is nothing that makes him so angry as when I attack him to read more

I often laugh at Satan, and there is nothing that makes him so angry as when I attack him to his face, and tell him that through God I am more than a match for him

Talk of the devil, and his horns appear

Talk of the devil, and his horns appear

From his brimstone bed, at break of day,
A-walking the Devil is gone,
To look at his read more

From his brimstone bed, at break of day,
A-walking the Devil is gone,
To look at his little snug farm of the world,
And see how his stock went on.

Bid the Devil take the slowest.

Bid the Devil take the slowest.

The Devil himself, which is the author of confusion and lies.

The Devil himself, which is the author of confusion and lies.

The spirit that I have seen
May be a devil, and the devil hath power
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The spirit that I have seen
May be a devil, and the devil hath power
T' assume a pleasing shape, yea, and perhaps
Out of my weakness and my melancholy,
As he is very potent with such spirits,
Abuses me to damn me.

His form had yet not lost
All his original brightness, not appear'd
Less than arch-angel ruined, and read more

His form had yet not lost
All his original brightness, not appear'd
Less than arch-angel ruined, and th' excess
Of glory obscured.