Things of the unseen
For decades forseen
Unto those keen
Over sin , they always had win
In him they ever had been
The light , unlike others they had seen
A universe , perverse
Calamity , rehearse
No one else , just for us
Even though we moved from better to worse
From us he withheld his curse
Chose love instead of fury
His grace never did tarry
Our sins on the cross he did carry
In the tomb , our grief he did bury
All this while we weren't sorry
Even to this day we still worry
Burdens , still carry
Come let us reason together
In love let us gather
Knowing we have a loving father
Being kind to our brother
All glory back to our father
©fredrick o
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