Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; Words Of A Christian Poet, Awkward, Fallible And Formerly Fallen

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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