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About This Poem
Salvation
Forever thee grieve with an errant plight,
To cleave to the savior's holy light.
Endeavoring to aspire to a higher plane,
To stand beside thine Almighty reign.
All the wisdom in thine omnipotent face,
Mankind falls short of the brilliant grace.
But with immense love for thine wayward child,
Thine outstretch arms share a convivial smile.
An open invitation unto salvation's holy light,
Heartening a soul with the errant plight.
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