God's Grace
Anger and threats fly through the air
Contempt now has a soul for it's chair
How isolated some spirits can be
Unable to realize that the ebb an the flow
Are part of the grand scheme
The conclusion of God's mercy would never be mean
Faith is my banner
I will trust in the lord
May Gods Grace hold me tight
And lift me to heavenly heights
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