In much wisdom is much grief.
This we come to know..
To see people so deceived
Thinking that they know.
To watsh a blinded humanity
Take an evil coarse..
To see the horns that scatter,
Take without remorse.
To know the world will flounder..
Be a witness to the change..
Brings grief to the heart
And a Spirit that will rage.
To see His children slaughtered
In this evil time,
Being diverted from the truth
Never to know, the love of the divine.
All their works are vexation of spirit.
To Him we must come.
To free us from this evil age
The truth: Be, in His Son.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments4
good grief is something of a misnomer a saying .. just saying ..
I learnt a new word, if nothing else!
Was 'vexation' the new word ya learnt?!
Quite an apt descript in title, and wise in content... Honest in every write.
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