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Broken

Look at all these earthly vessels There’s so much treasure inside It’s no wonder why they wrestle Because self has yet to be denied Nothing comes to life till it dies For God desires us to be broken No matter what the inner man tries The outer man’s just too outspoken Where is the real treasure? In searching high and low Why take such drastic measures Either they're blind or they just don’t know I’ve seen in the land of the living To many seed begging bread For this world is so unforgiving Because this flesh will not lay dead Please listen to what I say In God’s word it’s been spoken To be victorious every single day Means the outer man must be broken

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