He has to be
one of the three-
lunatic, liar or lord
but don't ask me
which of the three
I know Him to be.
I've known forever
faith is a gift
He alone can give.
'Ask, ' He said,
'and you shall receive.
Knock, and the door
will be opened.'
If I didn't know,
I'd keep asking.
I'd knock down doors
till I discovered
which of the three
I know Him to be-
lunatic, liar or lord.
It's important to know
while breathing.
Find out now.
Not then.
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