By Their Sorceries
The sword of truth there is nothing hidden that shall not be made known I repent of believing lies and seeing wrong in my brothers eyes Two wrongs never make a right to err is human to forgive is divine Playing with the wrong fire could forever burn Calling the cold ghost out of darkness into the true light False ways always dismay I hope you don’t fall away The slayer broken upon its own beak the truth you should seek I don't want to repeat the mistake the same way or see my brother weak within in your fanciful feasts you glory in false fires Praying to false horns and drinking a wicked mead listening to lying cries of Valkyrie Calling the cold ghost out of darkness into the true light Witchcraft and rebellion walk hand in hand Lord Jesus open their eyes deliver us from the power of lies Thank you for forgiveness of sins and the inheritance among them that sanctified by Your faith that is in You The Amen Rev 18:23 And the light of a candle shall shine no more at all in thee; and the voice of the bridegroom and of the bride shall be heard no more at all in thee: for thy merchants were the great men of the earth; for by thy sorceries were all nations deceived.
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2017
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