Poetry

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You were dead in the past,
A spiritual outcast;
For sin and fighting God,
With no honor and laud.

Twas Satan you obeyed,
And all that he conveyed;
Keeping ways of this world,
As God's plan is unfurled.

You kept lit the fires,
Of selfish desires;
Controlling heart and mind,
That was making you blind.

God has been feeling grim,
With many against Him;
Walking down the wrong path,
Directly towards His wrath.

But His mercy and grace,
Took pity on the disgrace;
Giving new life through Christ,
With being sacrificed.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright 2008 Richard Newton Sherrer

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