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Eternal Life
Nicholas Ilechie / / 1 min read

For my heart is pure
And my soul divine
As in the blood of Christ
Righteousness is gained
My heart trembles
When perceived in men
The mere thought of the human evil
Not for fear of them
But for the destruction that awaits
Dust we once were
But Through the blood
Eternal life we've gained
Yet men live as though they're only but dust with the belief that to dust they too shall return.
Perhaps my fragile heart
Isn't built for this chaos
Perhaps my weary soul
Still clings onto salvation
But even as we journey through this world
Into the world to come
May the goodness of our Lord
Never depart from the souls of all.
For it is the only source of hope in this world of darkness.
Selah
Klaus ✍️