/ : B a c k O f f ! :\ Get behind me - Satan!The Lord rebuke you who tempt the saints soreWe stand against your wiles and devices Every tongue that rises against us in judgement, we condemn We each can have a say. We consistently resist the DevilHe must flee. He must runThat's why we are here. To enforce the victory of the cross in every space. When he stirs up wickedness and dissent and confusion. We rise and stare him down. We command him to "Back Off !"