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Scarlet Letters
She wore the scarlet letter
On her chest for all to see
She was a fallen woman
Accused of adultery
She wore that cursed letter
Emblazoned there on her chest
It proved to the world around
She was less than all the rest
In her arms she held her child
The sweet fruit of her disgrace
A product of her passion
Spoilt, but with an angel face
He kept safe in the shadows
A tortured tormented soul
He longed to be united...
To be with them and be whole
She looked down when she passed him
Their secret buried inside
For he was the town’s young priest
To no one could she confide
That letter stood to witness
It convicted her of shame
She was a sordid woman
SHE was to carry the blame
We all have scarlet letters
Unseen to the human eye
If not an A, some other
To deny this is a lie
We all are fallen sinners
Yet unwilling to confess
We act holy and righteous
Our hearts are a wretched mess
Lust, gluttony and envy
Greed, violence, hate and more
Are safely all tucked away
They hide behind the closed door
You may think you are sinless
Others your guilt may not see
Yet a voice in you whispers...
"That scarlet woman is me!"
God sees the scarlet letters
That mark each and every one
He covers us with His robe
The righteousness of His SON
So do not feel dejected
Nor hang your head in disgrace
He sees and loves each sinner
Let His grace light up your face.
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