Who could understand the word of God?
Who could be your teacher?
Who could understand its ways?
Who could we call preacher?
Written very simply
It's a work of art
Finding true meaning
Sets one apart.
Seek and ye shall find
I am the way
But there are many obstacles
To keep the truth at bay.
Few will find it
Blinded from the start
Needing a miracle
A cleansing of the heart.
The Word of God endures forever:
Follow what was preached...
Twisting of the letter
Keeps us out of reach.
Don't get me wrong-many have found the way-living through the scripture-and following His trail.
One that was settled before time began
One that's perfectly mapped
His perfectly executed plan.
Don't believe it, have a try...
The truth is hidden in plain sight,
Mingled in the lie.
- Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 9th, 2024 19:20
- Category: Unclassified
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