I lust for more
A Loving wife
Not to be poor
HE gave HIS life
I wash in Blood
My Life not deserved
I’m filthy as mud
Yet, eternity reserved
Forgetful, I tend to be
Future, I shouldn’t lust
My Savior bled for me
God’s love I shall trust
Love forever in my heart
As I construct my diction
I’ll let the Gospel start
to reveal my own conviction
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