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I must continue boasting,
Though there is nothing to gain;
Visions of the Lord hosting,
Revelations not in vain.
For I know the man in Christ,
Who was caught up to Heaven;
No temptations had enticed,
The reigning seat was given.
For He was in paradise,
Whether in body or out;
His righteousness is precise,
Never to shed any doubt.
He heard things not to be told,
That a man cannot utter;
But God knows what will unfold,
That finally clears the clutter.
On behalf of Him I boast,
Except for my weaknesses;
Glory to the wondrous host,
Who erases trespasses.
I would never be a fool,
For I am speaking the truth;
In my heart letting Him rule,
And never being uncouth.
I will not be conceited,
For the surpassing greatness;
For Satan is defeated,
For Christ and His ornateness.
Because I plead with the Lord,
That Satan needs to leave me;
To remain in one accord,
Following of His decree.
His grace has been sufficient,
Power perfect in weakness;
Because He is omniscient,
Helping during my bleakness.
I take joy and am content,
With weaknesses and insults;
Having heavenly intent,
For all my righteous results.
Copyright ©2022 Richard Newton Sherrer
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