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Jan 2019
In the beginning,
It was alright,
Until came along,
That black dragon of night.
His evil deeds were sly as a snake,
Though they seemed,
A shimmer of light.
With deeds of old,
And stories untold,
He wraps you up with self delight.
Do not let, your heart go cold.
There He is, I see Him now,
From over the hills my Savior comes.
"Why do you follow him?" He asks with His eyes,
"I don't know Lord." I say in reply.
"Come over here, let me touch your eyes."
His gentle hands pry open my eyes,
The veil removed,
My heart renewed.
Listen here, I tell you now,
Go away to never return.
The dragon of old with stories untold,
Shakes and trembles at the name of the Lord.
Do not fear,
Not filled with strife,
The Lord is here with you,
Through the night.
Written by
James
  283
   Juneau
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