What I do
I am through
Subjected to evil
Never put to the test
Where my passion is
Is the same as His
So subjected to the worst of it
But the Spirit’s power is greater
Transforms the angst and the hate
Into a brand new state
A state that wakes
A different fate
Than what the dead have already ate

Put that song in your heart
To the music of the lost
For God to pluck the flowers He left
To create the bouquet of life and love

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