Revised the Wind of Time
The Wind of Time
Time is our enemy, born by the dawn of creation,
and imprinted into the fabric of everything made by God.
It passes like the wind.
It is more abundant than sand.
It moves with every vibration,
and never contained in our hands.
Time becomes our friend, with salvation, born by the dawn of creation,
and imprinted into the fabric of everything made by God.
With time, the Holy Spirit blows like the wind.
With time, justification pours out like water from land.
With time, blood walked and was shed for our redemption,
and with Grace life is promised abundantly, everlasting, without end.
Glory and honor be to God.
by, Martin Braun
7/2/2020
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