All of us came from the same past
A past blinded and bonded
A past wounded and wild
A past sinful beyond what we thought
Some sinned more
Some sinned less
But all in all, we sinned
Our ways, wild
Our talk, terrible
Our faith, fake
Our love, lust
Our actions, like vomit, spittle, stinky stool, mucus
Double-minded
Unstable in all we do
Living in luxury and self-indulgence
Fattening ourselves in the day of slaughter
Blown and tossed
By every new movie
Every new song
Every new slang word
Every new dance club
Every new dance move
Little did we know
Friendship with the world is hatred towards God
Bitterness, envy, self ambition in our hearts
Everything we are, has fallen short of His Glory
But the Spirit he put in us envies intensly
He did not want us to continue towards doom
By His Grace
The Lord God Almighty
The Father of Heavenly lights
One who does not change like shifting shadows
The Lawgiver and Judge
Made us a kind of first fruits
Forgave us
Loves us
Keeps us
May all glory, honour, respect, power be unto to His
name.
By Stephen Korir
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