Vile Turns Live
Pregnant with mischief,
Running to evil,
They use crooked speech,
Deceit in their mouths,
They understand not.
Give birth to lies,
Do not repay,
Dig their own pit,
Shall be cut off.
Clothed in shame,
No future,
Will soon fade
Wicked,
Evil,
Vile
Departs wicked ways,
Acknowledges sin,
Aligns with God’s will,
Leads to salvation,
Heaven rejoices!
Finds compassion,
Obtains mercy,
Without regret,
Restores his soul.
Prodigal,
Yet far off,
Father sees
Repent
Confess
Turns
No longer a slave,
A chosen people,
A royal priesthood,
A holy nation,
Heirs of the promise.
Child of the King,
Walks in the light,
Hidden with Christ,
Alive in Him.
New creature,
Set apart,
Deeply loved
Is home,
Finds rest,
Live!
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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