Indignation plagues my nation, where I would expect compassion
Scars and blood stains point to orphans birthing generations
If the Lord were not our Father, we’d be farther from touching perfection
There’s no option besides Christ
Research that
If it isn’t the Amen, it’s death and a tripod

Spectacular spectacles wear the spectacles of God’s Son
And His Word designs the causes and the consequences

What is suffering when I know He loves me?
Bear it all for Christ, knowing that He will reward me
Yes, I heard the shots, but I’m long gone before a long gun can point me
And I rifle through the bullet points from Bible study

Been a while since I was really hungry
I am Jacob with a pot, jealous of some Edom
Father Father, why are people that hate you successful?
Why are they bedecked in wealth and don’t know your kingdom
And ignore your kingdom
Mixing things you didn’t and then they ask me ‘Which craft?’
Turning stones to bread, how’d they get past Matthew 4 & 5?

Lord, I’m grateful for Miss Education
How she hid them
Easter eggs for the one who searches
John on Camel couture chose the desert over tiled streets

Godzniel
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