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I pray my lips do not

Draw people away from you,

But rather closer to your presence.



The reality of death and the afterlife

Is too pressing an issue

To not want to preach the truth.



But my words cannot sound

Like I am picking fights

Just to show I’m on the winning side.



No one wants to hear their flaws

Especially when I act like I am perfect

And better than them.



They need to realize we are all broken

If not for the piercing of His body;

We are all stained but for His blood.