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You committed serious sin,
And corrupted yourself within;
You are like a sheep gone away,
Wandering around as you stray.
I will go try to ask the Lord,
Hoping my plea is not ignored;
Asking if He will just please let,
Be kind enough to free the debt.
Maybe another payment good,
Uncertain right now if He would;
But I want to go and make peace,
Ensuring that anger will cease.
With committing such grievous sin,
Making gold as your discipline;
How can the Lord ever forgive,
Knowing the style that you live.
But will the Lord forgive your crime,
In serving your eternal time;
If not wipe me out of the book,
The lake of fire I will cook.
The Lord promised to go wipe out,
Just what the sins were all about;
He was not happy of the mess,
And God will not always say yes.
God told me continue to lead,
And to just keep sowing the seed;
Just be careful where you do walk,
And what you do say when you talk.
Always remember what you need,
Never mixing with any weed;
Do not forget what you must share,
For receiving an answered prayer.
Copyright © 2013 Richard Newton Sherrer
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