Poetry

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The spiritual house belongs to the Lord
I can't allow anything in it
For it was purchashed with his blood
that is why it must stay fit

No hateful ways should have it's place
or any malice can be there
So I have to work hard to keep it up
letting him know how much I care

This house was given for keep it clean
to sweep any dirt that comes around
It can accumulate stuff before you know it
and it's purpose is to tear it down

Our Salvation is like a precious diamond
that once was lost, but now it's found
And nothing else can ever match it's price
for what God did was so profound

He laid the foundation and did pave the way
so no other lumber do we need
For his is solid and it will surly stand
if we continue on his word to heed

It will last through any kind of weather
and won't crumble to the ground
For it was well furnished with the best
and it is also balanced and sound

With a bulding such as this we have to say
this house is off limit to junk
Every inch of it is worthy to fight for
and let it always keep some spunk

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