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POWER in the blood Is no STRENGTH of mine ’Tis so sweet to TRUST in Jesus!” I shout in  jest             Aging way before my time “It ain’t well at all!”  I rage In berefted soul I writhe and waste and pine AWAY YET you refuse to make me WHOLE You deny me fadeless hope You forego my cry for PERFECT LOVE You chastise my ask for LIGHT You DISAVOW me PEACE AT ALL You hide your HEALING HAND You disrobe so I can’t TOUCH I’ll never RISE AGAIN When gifted DEATH & CROSS Be thou my VISION For I no longer SEE This AMAZING GRACE I’ve once heard of Isn’t really FREE In this garden of silent PRAYER I determine not to speak Cause nothin’ but THE BLOOD OF CHRIST Means nothing to a Death Eater’s Unremitting Unrepentant Unforgiving Dance with Midnight’s GRIEF
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 12:20 AM UTC
Death Eater’s DANCE
POWER in the blood Is no STRENGTH of mine ’Tis so sweet to TRUST in Jesus!” I shout in  jest             Aging way before my time “It ain’t well at all!”  I rage In berefted soul I writhe and waste and pine AWAY YET you refuse to make me WHOLE You deny me fadeless hope You forego my cry for PERFECT LOVE You chastise my ask for LIGHT You DISAVOW me PEACE AT ALL You hide your HEALING HAND You disrobe so I can’t TOUCH I’ll never RISE AGAIN When gifted DEATH & CROSS Be thou my VISION For I no longer SEE This AMAZING GRACE I’ve once heard of Isn’t really FREE In this garden of silent PRAYER I determine not to speak Cause nothin’ but THE BLOOD OF CHRIST Means nothing to a Death Eater’s Unremitting Unrepentant Unforgiving Dance with Midnight’s GRIEF
Wrote this poem on a really tough day
#grief#rage#hope#death#life#seeking
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BethanyMahan
Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 12:20 AM UTC
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