Midnight is here, it’s harder to see people and things in front of me though I hear sounds, distances remain inconclusive
Part of me wants to clear any and all formulas another part walks away empty of euphoria, elation fades at a loss how yeah why I came
Somewhere in this sinister valley in these heartfelt battles, many iron rusty tear-soaked shackles hope to tackle, bones and hope crackle, do I believe God is with me or not?
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Time to decide what to do, either he is or isn’t telling the truth, either his Son is the way through or I’m wasting away.
Time to hold fast or let go, gotta grow up or be immature groggy and slow, dim then dark for all eternity, I’ll praise God in the strange mist of foggy modernity.
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And that, knowing the time, that now it is high time to awake out of sleep: for now is our salvation nearer than when we believed.
Romans 13:11 KJV
