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Then good is evil and evil is good.
Nobody knows where they go.
They are born into sin,
And are measured saints relative to their kin.
When all are caked as swine,
One with a speck of dirt cleaned off
Seems to have the angel's light.
But here they all lie, born into lies
With the Scriptures in their hands,
But not the Word in their mouths.
They scoff at the testimony of saints
Who have bled and died for God's sake.
But even those with purpled tongues,
I fear we may be too weak to the evil one.
Yes, we are God's, but surely,
We must be God's weakest soldiers
Given the severity of our states.