Page Ten
Here comes the shift I'm ready for the
transition, after sin is conceived then
comes repentance, no death sentence
Christ paid the admission so I live like
I owe him no intermissions but listen,
I still struggle with the flesh here & there moreless I'm a
wretched mess
so I feel like I'm second best, but I'm
more than a conqueror Christ conquerored sin, so my
confidence
is building I'm back @ it again, walkin in the spirit just as I
ought, mortifying the flesh is the only thing I take as a
loss
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