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We Betrayed Our Master Again

Submerged in a rat race, to keep the number high. compromised the truth of the Prince of Peace, imported science, liberalism and other form of philosophies. to obscure the simplicity of the gospel, Biblical illiterates lulled men to sleep through fantasy and indeed, “Thine enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations; they set up their ensigns for signs.” some experts of science, others chose philosophy for their trade. A mixture of voodoo and tradition the babel of our religion, many inventions and importation from the world system to soothe men's cravings. and in our bids to compete and conform we sent the Master out through the door and men love it so. As we are now jesters from the pulpits The complete gospel now a burden. Repentance is extinct, righteousness unpalatable, our churches as club houses where no Bible it taught with itching ears as congregants and we were just socializing, more denominational than divine secret devotion now archaic, and the dark kingdom was plotting as men sopor like captive. then came corona, as a scourge, trudging the entire universe like a colossus and men remembered. that our Master is the master of the wind but we sent him out long ago. By a compromised gospel

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