Existence

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The reason for our existence will come as no surprise, 

When we give up our resistance, 

And the scales fall from our eyes.

Knowing His power:

Makes it kind of fun;

Obliterated enemies; 

All the works been done.

Conscious now we raise Him,

Pleasure we become. 

Firstfruits of His glory- 

Acceptance of His Son. 

  • Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 4th, 2023 08:08
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 9


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