A weakened soul’s disgrace is not an elusive find
For the ill-fated destinies of a sage humankind.
This embodiment of evil becomes a sacrifice
Too painful and too raw, like a madman’s device…
For in your ears, you hear the odd magician’s flute,
To the words, “Be hearty and bold, and in faith, be resolute.”
Both the lucky and unwise have the Mighty Spirit’s grace,
For which their soul’s salvation does exist His cherished place.
So long to be forgiven for your fruitless sins and deeds,
Giving strength and patience for others’ desperate needs.
The mighty speak of sacrifices some aren’t going to make,
But forgiveness holds the key to finding love, for Heaven’s sake!
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