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When I had come here,
I spoke not of God;
Because of no fear,
To honor and laud.
 
It was history,
Of what I had heard;
Of the mystery,
Which is in the Word.
 
But it showed wisdom,
A brilliant message;
About the Kingdom,
That could encourage.
 
I thought of to deal,
With the crucified;
Someone that seemed real,
And was bona fide.
 
I came here to seek,
And being afraid;
Because I was weak,
Since I disobeyed.
 
But my faith was built,
From unseen power;
To wipe away guilt,
That tasted sour.
 
Wisdom what I speak,
From God is mature;
Helps me to be meek,
Seduced not by lure.
 
For wisdom is wrong,
For kings of this place;
Far from being strong,
God sheds not His grace.
 
Wisdom that will hide,
Which God still does plan;
When rulers abide,
Release it to man.
 
For no eye has seen,
And no man has heard;
Since no mind has been,
Living in the Word.




Copyright © 2016 Richard Newton Sherrer




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