Death To Sin
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God accepts' us all
Even the little baby child
He cast thee of robber's
And scourges'
For them,
Life is just not worth
Living
Life is not forgiving
------
But, He will always'
Transverse the Earth
-Of-
Decitful feast
Of wonder
The very which thing
That which puts' man
All asunder
Leaving me to wander
------
And threw His day of
Reap and plunder
The scourge of the earth
Doth' not wonder
-Fore-
All that's left for him
Is nothing
All of His empty
Forgiveness
Tis there by renderded
As sin' is to be no-more
For-ever and more...
AMEN
GF
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