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You did not obey, What Moses had taught; Promises that day, Abraham had sought. For he had believed, To inherit earth; It would be received, In all of its worth. But it was through God, And His approval; Where you have been flawed, For its removal. So if you obey, Then you are an heir; And able to say; Faith does not hold air. Then faith is useless, For it holds no weight; A promise worthless, Would not compensate. The laws will bring wrath, And cannot survive; When blocking the path, What it would deprive. Faith comes from promise, As to be a gift; That is a solace, For hope to uplift. The promise is vouched, For every kin; Willingly avouched, For avoiding sin. Patience comes from hope, A long time to learn; Rest in God to cope, For the gift you earn. Copyright © 2014 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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