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Truth Proclaim
They are the rare
The illuminated man
The children of the true King
The Father of all who trust and obey.
Pain may come
He strengthen them all
Pity intrudes
Rebuking surprises them
Guilt eludes.
Deception disgusts and envy astounds
Misfortune challenges
Malice confounds.
They are the trust
The honorable
The honest
The just
The vulnerable
In His name no blame.
With no respecter of person
But respect of faith
Faithfully join
To the promises of youth.
They are the cleaned with purity
Charitable few.
Copyright ©
Julius Lawrence
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