Wages Of Sin Poem by St.Claire Redwood
Wages Of Sin
Death, end of all beginning
Why took you him?
Death, wages of my sinning,
Why such a price?
When the sunset ends the day
With endless night,
Interminable time pray
Let me wake free!
The harsh burden of sorrow,
Deep in my heart,
Will not leave me tomorrow
Nor forever!
My sins you paid for with pain,
And your own life -
Life's plan was not made in vain,
For now I pay!
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