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Long live the bond servant I thrive to be

by Longlivejamesthenative

With all of the power with the Consuming Fire, With all of the power with the death Defeater With all of the power with the Spirit of Wisdom, It’s all on me to decide   Am I bonded by the chains of sin? Am I a slave with no chains for the death Defeater? Will The grace of the Consuming Fire be my master?. As slavement lives and takes, slavement will never die, till the day that sins dies. Till that day Bond servant, I will thrive to be, bond to thrive, to thrive is for the Consuming Fire, from darkness I once came, now from the fire I'm reborn to long live as a bong servant.
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Longlivejamesthenative
30 / M / Ca
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Written by
Longlivejamesthenative
30 / M / Ca
Published
Nov 4, 2017
Time
1m
Notes

01—1 in the morning and can’t sleep

02— this poem is about are we slave to sin or are we slaves for Christ , as bond servants . I thrive to be the man that God wants me to be but sin gets the best of me some times .

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#sin#bond#servant#god#slave#chains#thrive#fearing#man
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