Where is the strong man?
He writhes about as though he had power
but he himself knows he is bound.
What is this power?
It stands before the divided heart,
compelling with its tenacious purity.
Where is the good fruit?
Trees fein their own flourishing,
yet the truth will cast out the rotten.
Who is this healer?
If by the spirit of God he casts out the foul,
then the kingdom stands, flesh-clad, before you.