Poetry

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Weep no more,
for your loss.
I have given you,
victory on the cross.

For once was,
shall no longer be.
Once you were blind,
but through Me you see.

Look no further,
it can’t be found.
It is I who holds,
victories crown.

You may search higher,
you may search lower.
But, you’ll find I am,
the true faithful Sower.

You might find,
some other idol.
But without Me,
your life will be idle.

Oh, my beloved,
don’t you know.
If you are searching,
it is I who will show.

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