The three fold man from birth till death,
Is but the spirit, soul and flesh.
Created God this trinity,
And image of His deity.
The spirit where our feelings live,
And character resides,
Are fine tuned by the grace of God,
Every day that were alive.
The soul is but His very breath,
Which never has and end,
Eternal in its spiritual state,
To one day live with Him.
The flesh which heaven will not touch,
And even earth won’t keep,
One-day returns back to the dust,
And the mystery of the deep.
God will create a different house,
To which the three will find.
Again they occupy as one,
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