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Eternal Life

Nicholas Ilechie / / 1 min read

For my heart is pure 
And my soul divine 
As in the blood of Christ 
Righteousness is gained 

My heart trembles  
When perceived in men 
The mere thought of the human evil 
Not for fear of them 
But for the destruction that awaits

Dust we once were 
But Through the blood 
Eternal life we've gained 
Yet men live as though they're only but dust with the belief that to dust they too shall return.

Perhaps my fragile heart 
Isn't built for this chaos 
Perhaps my weary soul 
Still clings onto salvation

But even as we journey through this world 
Into the world to come  
May the goodness of our Lord 
Never depart from the souls of all.
For it is the only source of hope in this world of darkness. 

Selah
Klaus ✍️