Oh Lord, Savior, Christ, and God's Regnant Son,
You (prefigured in all the kindnesses done
by J-Lore), welcomed me, called me by name,
and bestowed upon me the appellation
drawn from one of the truths about Salvation;
nor imposed any prejudiced guilt and shame.
Even in this last of my life's stages---
despite my many epic, and small, fails:
Your merciful Grace, as always, prevails,
and I bear witness to it in these pages.
Your Death and Resurrection cancelled the strife
within my soul, giving me Eternal Life.
The early Christians' Faith is---with no hesitation
about this---my soul's chief exultation.
Starward
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