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Well, This The Truth

Good repaid with evil, good, to evil, stood in faith concerning
First, the scripture verses, the tests of that, is the fiery trials
Written, guess, the best course of action
Regarding that, is recognizing, the existence
Or else, the devil, could wedge a way
Floating lantern, set to illuminate, near the thorns and thistles
Saw a giant sheet of obscurity, like a wall, I shift my shape
Into a sledge hammer, chip away, at the demon scam
Arguments and false doctrine, instigate, but I tell the truth
The slander, that was preplanned, nouns were dragged
In the house, with tacit, in the mouth
Is spears, swords, and arrows, the firebrands
The libel, I'm the kind of person
Society, rather lie about, because the truth so cool
Like a fighting scene in karate style
I'm an indie, solo, they envy skill, but I flow though
Elijah home in heaven, the mansions here like a photo
The narratives, the false, brought them revenue, people know though
So the souls that go along with it, chose to hate God
With no hope, but the Light, I kept in arms length
Gospel truth like a sports team
That's generally okay, cept' the eyes of some
Who distort
And the fans of who extort had been cheating for them, to score
Dang, dorn, games ignored by the board to take praise
To give the Lord, get ignored...
I just pinned restoral vibes on a hickory porch
Didn't need a paintjob, just misaligned, now the boards are straight
Corners, four, placed torches, now the vibe
It's a wintry warmth, turned it to a fragrance
Endorsement deal, plus it's hickory and orange...
Out of town, some new condominiums
Got the outside finished
The interior, smooth, painting varies for different rooms
Got the lines inspected, the schedule complete in June
The verandas, got some wall lamps, brackets for plants
And trendy colors, yard will grab attention
But really stand out when it is summer
And I tell the truth, living spiritually, sprout
Not sin encumbered
While the wicked stead, shroud, the things of God
With the filthy clutter, stuff that's so unfitting
I'm King Elijah, behold, the Spirit
Leadeth me and guide me, throughout the lies and persecution

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