Saved for a purpose,
The time will come.
Saved from the mystery of other tongues.
Content in the simple another unfolds,
Glimpsing the glory that's to be exposed.
Creation groans for all to be one,
Made in his image the key we become.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Now would this be the charismatic speaking in tongues?! Not a mystery if we understand it simply.
Great writing!!
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