Poetry

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King of the righteous, Conqueror of sin.
You gladly open up your gates and let me walk right in.
Oh, how much will this cost, I can't fathom the price.
But you say it costs me nothing, for Your son He gave His life.
Lord what great things have I done, Why all this for me.
It's not who I've already been, Is it who I will be.

Will I help feed the hungry, Will I provide for those in need.
Will I blossom into a rose of faith, Or become a rotting weed.
Oh what happens if I fail, and turn around and run.
Will you give back my soul, And take back Your son.
No You've promised me eternal life, There is nothing I must achieve.
You have given me one simple task, All I have to do is Believe.

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