Where are the strategies hidden within
To heal the mind and body
And rid us of sin
Fastened as nails by the masters of assemblies
Can not be undone by the contemporary
There is a hill with very fertile ground
Ready, he scatters his seed around
I am sort of them that ask not for me
By them that sort me not am I found
Behold! Behold!
I cried out to them night and day
But they despised my prophets
From them they turned away
Tell me smooth things my ears are all ablaze
My people are rebellious from those I turn away
But to all my beloved
Of joyful open heart
The contrite I revive
Strategic from the start.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Poetic values set in this work where Christian values are most evident. Well written
Valiantstar, this carries a strong scriptural cadence from beginning to end. It feels like a call back to enduring truth in the midst of rebellion and wandering. Powerful piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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