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Canyon of Cold
And because iniquity shall abound, the love of many shall wax cold Matt. 24:12 In the depths of their heart is a frozen soul Mean spirited, cruel and hateful They got a downright nasty attitude, will cuss you out just because Don’t need no particular reason why Their innermost desire towards someone is wishing they would die Having no real affection for friend or foe, they’re incapable of experiencing love Their hatelust is grand and bold, they got a rocky heart canyon of cold In the bottom of their heart is buried a frozen soul They dwell among the dead things, and move in the midst of the living Stone cold wax that don’t melt, evil thoughts and feelings feed this arctic flame They love blaspheming God’s holy name But the wick on their cold candle is short, there is no heat emanating from their heart They just keep heaping hate, upon hate upon hate on the passing compassion collection plate As I pray for them ... hoping it’s not too late, too late ... it’s gotten too late For them to pass through the pearly gate They’d rather stay in their arctic fortress below: Letting their frozen heart gather more ice and snow in the hell canyon of cold
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