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Thought pen paper
Paper thought pen
Pen paper thought
Pen thought paper
Thought paper pen

Here's the matter
That no matter the matter
A life without Christ has no matter
Here and hereafter
Christ is the core of the matter
He is all that matters

All is fair in warfare
But all seem not fair
Under this cruel biosphere
Life's fare isn't always fair

Till the end of life's fare
One man's funfare
Will be another man's warfare
Life's fare Isn't always fair

All won't be fair
But to enjoy this sphere
Locate your very own sphere
Life's fair isn't always fair

When I had no will of mine
You went all the miles
When I couldn’t talk
You were my voice
When I couldn’t walk
Your back was my cart
When my eyes couldn’t see
You were my sight
When I knew not a thing
You were my secret guide
O sweet mother
My back bone is you

What you pant unaware is God
Only He can give you the desired sabbath
Stop feasting on what will never fill you
The life you seek is in the man of Galilee
Him alone, else you're already alone

Depend not on my widow's mite
What if I am blown away right away
The wind of winds is surer than the sun in summer
Wait not for my pat at your cold shoulder
You've got Yahweh's life insurance

Swallow your raised shoulders this very second
Jesus' embrace awaits your coming
Be not ashamed ,
Take that leap
He knocks at your ***** and broken door
Come,
O come to Christ!

Hot sour liquids
Roll from my eyes
Taking turns
As they roll
On my flooded cheek
Matthew,
Your dark and shine boy
Will not see you again
As you ply the world beyond
I miss the dove in you

Life your life
Or be a lifer
All your life