We think that we are all unique,
yet none as good as Him.
We alone face trials deep
And dark and dank and grim.
Thinking ourselves so wise or strong
Thinking that we alone did fall.
Esteeming that we are alone,
Walking through life alone.
Yet truly we are all the same,
hypocritic fools: all men
and if in His image are made,
what does that say of Him?
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 4:29 PM UTC
We think that we are all unique,
yet none as good as Him.
We alone face trials deep
And dark and dank and grim.
Thinking ourselves so wise or strong
Thinking that we alone did fall.
Esteeming that we are alone,
Walking through life alone.
Yet truly we are all the same,
hypocritic fools: all men
and if in His image are made,
what does that say of Him?
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