But the truth ain’t free. It burns too deeply. It’ll find you in time, on a scarlet line. And when your eyes are blinded by the pride of life. He’ll remind you in time, of that scarlet line.
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Tag: Christian poetry
Faith Goes Before Me
The refiner’s flame – standing by your grace alone – burnt without burning. On a road untread – stepping far beyond reason – you carried me on.
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