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As I Lay Dying
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Society I lived a life drenched in sin,
a filthy rag
You could never forgive.
I soaked in my evil ways
like a sponge
You could never rinse clean.
Lying on my deathbed,
I realized You freed me
before I knew I was captive.
Your grace was enough
to cover the grimiest sinner
and make him new.
I lived a life drenched in sin,
and I lit on fire
the oil-saturated cloth.
These lungs filled with smoke
as I breathed
my last wicked breath.
With that final gasp,
You clasped my hand
and took my home.
