Poetry

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Everything's well in, the spiritual house
though things don't always go right
But what a joy that my God gives
oh it is just, out of sight

So it brings to mind to think on others
to give comfort when they are sad
And when they are happy, rejoice with them
showing them, you too are glad

Somethimes we forget when our time comes
and find we can't wear the shoes
For when our feet swells, you'll know the tale
and left no doubt, who's is who's

For when we look down at our swollen feet
that's all cramped up and tight
Then that expression will speak on the face
once, the word sets things right

O' we will feel the hurt, from head to toe
and will be glad to find a seat
That's why it's not good, to boast in flesh
for we all will face some heat

Therfore, we have to thank God for mercy
and even more so, of his grace
For no one can say they have made it yet
for we're all still in the race

This does make me wonder what went wrong
has the heart, now, sprung a leak
The love we profess, is dripping down and out
and now, it's plays hide and seek

O' precious King Of Glory
you've laid it all out for us to see
Now it's up to us to follow your teachings
so good fruits will grow on our tree

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