To the Natural Man the Truth Is Terrible
The almighty God comes to leave in you and you cannot figure it out, God is not mocked A poet without a metaphor, out of context for sure The flesh profits nothing dust to dust Men loved darkness rather than light, sin comes to not And the scripture was fulfilled, which saith, And he was numbered with the transgressors. The end of days and sin, with all its ways Sin will be destroyed on this side or the other Your god may have been kicked out My God reigns from everlasting to everlasting IF You do not like my answers ask Him yourself
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2017
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