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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Spear of Destiny pierced Jesus’ side for you and me It was thrust in to make sure that Jesus died for our sin Did it help Charlemagne garner number forty-seven? Did it help (in battle) all who called upon it to win? All men claim to be turned into gods But Jesus’ claim is that He became Man Something unique in HIStory So take the Galileans' hand The Buddha's tooth is like the Evolutionary pig tooth That has sunk its teeth into bad theories In today’s world you must be careful Into what you look and call queries If Eve would not have eaten the fruit Because it would ruin her fig’r Would it still be sin? Yes, because in both cases it’s a trig’r: To get you to doubt what God has said To get you to fall for a play on words instead God said “If you eat of that tree, you shall surely die” Satan said “don’t swallow that lie” Satan said this to get your ears, and play on every fear So, call out to God while He is yet near Jesus doesn't sidle So you can make Him into an idol But will bridle the idle that idle But teaches His philosophy To release our minds in bondage from besetting sin to thinking free "I will choose freewill" [1] Don't fall for that tautology The very essence of this mindset Is that no choosing in necessary Don’t make any graven images of Me Or (of and in) the earth, the sky or the sea All holy relics are forged, but don’t comport In place of the place, we worship The LORD Why God allowed His Image to be sullied by the masses Is a mystery to me, an enigma (as He speaks through asses) And if He did not speak rocks would cry out Whenever the Second Coming is, that day will be loud [2]
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