Stephen Evans Heremesi

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Paul asked, “Oh death where’s your sting”;
Yet you behave like a hallowed king.
He asked “Oh grave where’s your victory;
Yet our sorrows you produce in your factory.
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I have been waiting still
For something, so real
Not only how my heart feel
But my empty sickly life to heal
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To think that i ain't a christian yet
That only on being one my focus i've set
That God and i have not met yet
That i haven't lived true to God to date
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Fate dealt them a heavy blow!
Fate, is it what you are saying?
Sure, coz to blame no one seems to bow
To the crime no one seems to be paying
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I have only but one audience for my daft and inane efforts in 'explanations'……. and its u.
Not as valiant, not as polished, not as commanding as …….
Fear of rejection and critique overwhelm my better judgment
Will I go to the grave with my knowledge and power?
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Death

Paul asked, “Oh death where’s your sting”;
Yet you behave like a hallowed king.
He asked “Oh grave where’s your victory;
Yet our sorrows you produce in your factory.

Our loved ones are dead and down, six feet.
For our torn hearts you do not have pity.
You specialty is in tearing us apart;
When we weep and grieve that’s when you party

We live in perpetual fear of dying;
That is when you will be enjoying
We live knowing we’ll die
We live knowing for a loved one we’ll cry

Enjoy while you have time
Soon it will be our time
All your deeds will come to an end
When your power we’ll withstand

Soon you will be thrown into the lake
We know its prepared the fire full lake
Whilst we’ll be taking our rightful place
As we will be singing the songs of grace

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