I am caused to be a predator.  I create the trap.  I wait patiently to devour.  I am hungry, with constant hunger.

Stealth attends my every movement.  Great and ceaseless strength attends my wiles.

I build the trap where feet trod unsuspecting.  They walk without knowledge of my presence.

I am a predator of life.  I create the trap of life.  I wait patiently to devour with the Love of God.  I am ever hungry for salvation to appear among my fellow men of flesh.

Faith attends my every moment.  Great and ceaseless faith attends my holy wiles.  Wisdom from God, granted with abundance, flows within my blood.

I present the Gospel in the very place where the feet of men trod, unsuspecting, unsearching, and without awareness of knowledge.

Come!  Pass me by.  Sneak up upon me with the stealth you own.  Surprise awaits you.  Life is yearning to violently embrace your soul.

Sin will die!  Holiness will appear!  You will die to the things of this world, that you may life for the things of God!

Come!  Indeed, come!