THE MASK
A mask does hide the face of Death
As fear it spreads within.
A Fear so strong that it must hide
For those steeped deep in sin.
Cast off the mask that we might see
Behind the mask so pale,
For God will clear the way for us
His sweet love to prevail.
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
© 6-5-06
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