Poetry

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It’s kind that you share my trouble,
That has caused me such affliction;
God rescued me from the rubble,
That was causing the addiction.

You know that at the beginning,
After the start of the Gospel;
People had been kept on sinning,
Not as Christ for an example.

No church had conveyed to me,
About giving and receiving;
Again to my necessity,
Skeptical of them believing.

Not that a gift to desire,
That increases the sum of fruit;
But to what God will require,
And the people do not stay mute.

I have received payment in full,
A sweet smell well-pleasing to God;
The Gospel is the proper tool,
Riches in glory to give laud.

Riches in glory unto Christ,
In being glory forever;
Although the Father sacrificed,
Rather His love will not sever.

Copyright © 2024 Richard Newton Sherrer

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