If I Were The Devil
If I were the devil, I would infiltrate the Christian Church,
And introduce heresy, so that my way, it would soon lurch.
I would install errant leaders who would aid me with my plans,
And soon I would have parishioners eating out of my hands.
I would have subtle new theology chipping at the old,
And as the new became embraced, my assault would grow more bold.
I would have influential orators challenge without fear
Those standards and foundations that Christianity holds dear.
And I would encourage Christians to embrace more of the world,
As its corrupt influence would dilute things that are upheld.
Then the Holy Word of God they would try to reinterpret,
As their new thoughts and feelings would no longer the Bible fit.
I would have substitutes at hand for each truth within God’s Word,
And things that lull and tickle, from the pulpit I would have purred.
I’d fill the Christian’s library with material that’s flawed,
And warnings throughout Scripture, I’d do my best to see ignored.
I’d have folk filling positions falsely thinking they’d been ‘called,’
Who’s activity and influence more wrong would see installed.
I would infect Christian music with my beat and worldly sounds,
And encourage its acceptance within the Church’s own grounds.
I’d make church entertaining, and decrease time spent on God’s Word,
I’d discourage reverence, ensuring disrespect occurred.
I’d mix secular with Holy, gaining all the ground I could,
Until hopefully — yours truly — at the helm of each church stood.
I’d downplay truth God has given that He wants all to uphold,
Call for Christian unity, form an ecumenical mould.
Preaching love and harmony, I’d have Christians join together,
Thinking they were pleasing God, when my nest, they would just feather.
I'd call doctrine a barrier and conformity encourage;
And opposition to my plans I’d ridicule and discourage.
Those aware of my deception I’d accuse of trouble making,
And then very firm steps to silence them I would be taking.
Gaining Christian territory would aid my ultimate goal,
That being, a global system through which all I could control.
A religious-political power would provide me with the key,
Whereby, everybody on earth could be forced to worship me.
I’d raise up militant Christians who’d seek the halls of power,
So that things I would like to see would germinate and flower.
I would have them think that God wanted Christians to take charge,
And as soon as they gained power I’d float my legislative barge.
Yes, I would make sure that signs and miracles played a part
In my evil attempt to steal everybody’s mind and heart.
And even though not genuine, convincing they’d need to be,
As miracles and signs, it seems, are the proof folk want to see.
Oh yes, if I were the devil I would work from the inside,
For that way it’s a certainty that my way things would soon slide.
And the ones that I would use to achieve all these things for me,
Would ironically be Christians helping me unwittingly.
By Lance Landall