If you do not resist
Satan spins it in his craft
Hoping we’ll not notice
Slowly he wraps thin threads around the neck
And gently pulls us off course
Knowing, that through pride, to his ways we stretch
We do not know he is the source
At first- all is well
We are free, it is nice
Then drama spins a tale
In pain… we think twice
Suddenly, we are caught!
The strong cords will not let us go!
Our deliverer must be sought!
Now! It’s not too late- we must know!
2 Nephi 26:22 And there are also secret combinations, even as in times of old, according to the combinations of the devil, for he is the founder of all these things; yea, the founder of murder, and works of darkness; yea, and he leadeth them by the neck with a flaxen cord, until he bindeth them with his strong cords forever.