What a privilege to know the Lord,
To understand He is the sword.
All his promises are yes and amen,
All scribed with a ready pen.
To be taught of his loving ways,
And from his paths never to stray.
Outside are threats and lies,
But in his way is compromise.
He understands our mortal frame,
And doesn't want to apportion blame.
But he is righteous, all will see,
That he would even want a punk like me.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 5th, 2023 01:28
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Comments3
Good write, erm punky 2!
I like your poem. Mine is the opposite. I posted it a while after you posted yours if u check it out.
Us punks may be anonymous, but He isn’t that gave it All for us.
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