Wednesday, October 21, 2009
conscience
The truth hurts and its a good thing.I've seen what can happen when you hear it but do nothing.It crys out at the city gate&out at the natural spring.Drink it in&death loses its sting.Spit it out&life is not worth living.If I have no shame I am to blame,no guilt&I'da killed.With all this grace in my face I rarely see shame.This mercy breaks the curse of blame.Truth treats us all the same.
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