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All my life I have kneeled down at your altar Sacrificing my innocence and self worth A lamb who's blood would gain me favor "the Father, from whom are all things and for whom we exist" Yes, I worshipped you like a God I was afraid of Old Testament wrath brewed in our home And I readied myself to **** what I loved As Abraham would, as sheep do for their shepherds For I knew my creator loved me, and called me love "For he disciplines those he loves, and he punishes each one he accepts as his child. " By the stripes inflicted upon me I would be freed Of this shame and unworthiness you bestowed But it turns out "Father" does not mean "God" Sometimes it just means "alcoholic" Sometimes discipline just means abuse My faith is now placed in me, and the God that made us both.
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 11:20 PM UTC
Born Again
All my life I have kneeled down at your altar Sacrificing my innocence and self worth A lamb who's blood would gain me favor "the Father, from whom are all things and for whom we exist" Yes, I worshipped you like a God I was afraid of Old Testament wrath brewed in our home And I readied myself to **** what I loved As Abraham would, as sheep do for their shepherds For I knew my creator loved me, and called me love "For he disciplines those he loves, and he punishes each one he accepts as his child. " By the stripes inflicted upon me I would be freed Of this shame and unworthiness you bestowed But it turns out "Father" does not mean "God" Sometimes it just means "alcoholic" Sometimes discipline just means abuse My faith is now placed in me, and the God that made us both.
myrrdin
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 11:20 PM UTC
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