Debtors:
Walking free
but most afraid to be
caught up with life's one lender.
Everyday survival
Lean's lean on Luck like
Every moment lived
is an escape from 'I surrender
What's the price for being free? What's the
ransom for life?
How certain could this be?
Just let Jesus drive.
Death is a price every human must pay.
It doesn't matter how close u are to God,
it doesn't matter how long u pray
Christ died that we might live
Do not mean that we are immortals.
His promises of life we cleave
Because he is our only eternal portal.....
Had Christ died in our generation
it would have been premature,
But that's a proposition of what a fool feel.
He had to give up the ghost
with a valediction of 3 words
'It is finished'
A certification that he was fulfilled...
James Inas...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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