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This world at hand
Can you see division is the fan
Which instills many with hate
For they have lost sight of there fate
They walk proudly as the beast
For God they have come to know the least
God sees but He must allow
For if a referee there would be called many fouls
But we as a whole must become broken
So one might see and receive the token
That has given one a way to escape death
For you will walk and speak with a new breath
To walk among the lost as a guide
Before the day they can't find a place to hide
God can pull one out this world of doom
For Jesus has prepared you a room
It only takes a call out of grief
And the old self you shall hang a wreath
To become a new creation with a new mind
For heaven you shall find
Does not have to be so far away
This was the thought when we like to stray
We can walk with Jesus in this day
For this is why He came to pray
To give up His life that we might live
For His spirit He wanted to give
That He might become your friend
That we might bring glory to God in our end

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