Once and For All
Miles apart from the
lost,stages in ages
seeketh thy merry in a
glance......
Victory won in a longest
losted battle,a stripe
healeth thee,
Merry days,slavery
slayed,freedom
gained,by His blood
cleaneth we-e...
Mercy and grace
runneth from THY
throne,by His blood our
sins are no longer
known... Alass
Copyright © Kayzen Daramola | Year Posted 2013
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