The Paradox of Life
To him this may be a wrong
For you it is a song
At this in the town they frown
But to their king it is a crown
Oh! What a beautiful lake!
Ah! This is a complete fake!
Here it is a terrible pain
With this comes much gain
Flying above is the scorpion's sting
Dancing around is a wedding ring
The coward has gone in to hide
This soldier is fighting with pride
The houses were raised in a blaze
In the fields are the sheep to graze
him they perceive to be mere fun
But she they behold as their sun
With God some put up a strife
Many in Christ enjoy eternal life
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