Healing Divine
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My soul's sovereign Physician finally gave the verdict…
…I'm afflicted with loathsome sin-cancer He did predict…
… stinking with hypocrisy's denial, I clung to healing* divine
smiting pride's virus with His compassionate “You’re mine.”
*Malachi 4:2 But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings…
September 22, 2020
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2020
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