Death, Sin's Wages

Death, Sin’s Wages Written: by Tom Wright 6/16/2018 For the pleasures of sin, God requires retribution. Sin’s wages is death, Without God’s absolution; The only solace that comes, Is from God through prayer; Of this there’s no hour, When we’re found unaware; Our struggles may be many, Perhaps even failing health; As time pilfers our ability, It absconds with our wealth.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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