Snippet
There were so many victims of Crime, she thought. So many friends, relatives, and family
members on the periphery of evil. C.J. Box The Highway St. Martins press pg 250 2013
Scripture
keep your tongue from evil
and your lips from
telling lies.
Turn from evil and do
good;
seek peace and
pursue it.
The eyes of the Lord
are on the righteous,
and his ears are
attentive to their cry; Psalms 34:13-15
Song
"Copperhead Road" STEVE EARLE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvaEJzoaYZk
Well my name's John Lee Pettimore
Same as my daddy and his daddy before
You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here
He only came to town about twice a year
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
Everybody knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad
He headed up the holler with everything he had
It's before my time but I've been told
He never came back from Copperhead Road
Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side
Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down
I still remember that rumblin' sound
Well the sheriff came around in the middle of the night
Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right
He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load
You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road
I volunteered for the Army on my birthday
They draft the white trash first,'round here anyway
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
And I came home with a brand new plan
I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air
I wake up screaming like I'm back over there
I learned a thing or two from ol' Charlie don't you know
You better stay away from Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Sentence Prayer
Father:
When evil ones try to knife me in the back,
make them look
foolish.
Frustrate all those
who are plotting my downfall and your
kingdoms downfall.
Make Evil One like cinders in a high wind,
with God’s angel
working the bellows.
Make their road lightless and mud-slick,
with God’s angel
on their tails.
Out of sheer cussedness they set a trap to catch me;
for no good reason
they dug a ditch to stop me.
Surprise them with your ambush—
catch Evil doers
in the very trap they set,
the disaster they
planned for me. Amen
Based on the Message Ps 35:4-8
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