Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Don't Feed Sin

Every time I feed my sin,
Satan's evil starts to win.
Sin will ask me out to dance,
Begging for another chance.
Sin will wear its finest silk,
Claiming to be pure as milk,
But it hides a deadly sting
Ready to wreck everything.

If I am to go God's way,
I must kill sin day by day.

As I do, the truth will grow

And I'll live...

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