Im not impressed on how you make yourself look... Not impressed by the whipd and chains, cuz yet i cant be fooled by looks.
Your a spider making webs of deceit, thinkin you can hide and lie to me, yet you forget i dont sleep. You act like a wolf, yet you look like sheep, in the daylight preach sermons, but at night on the creep. Judge am i, but who are you, to be arrogant towards me, and do what you do. Im not a welfare God, i dont give freebies while you sin, i dont forgive and forgive if you choose to never give in. My sons blood was slained, gave away to non deserving, im pushing im calling, to you i am purging....you master of iniquity...those who take me for a fool, those wickedness i hate, still grace i give too you....
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What is God thinking?Im not impressed on how you make yourself look... Not impressed by the whipd and chains, cuz yet i cant be fooled by looks. Your a spider making webs of deceit, thinkin you can hide and lie to me, yet you forget i dont sleep. You act like a wolf, yet you look like sheep, in the daylight preach sermons, but at night on the creep. Judge am i, but who are you, to be arrogant towards me, and do what you do. Im not a welfare God, i dont give freebies while you sin, i dont forgive and forgive if you choose to never give in. My sons blood was slained, gave away to non deserving, im pushing im calling, to you i am purging....you master of iniquity...those who take me for a fool, those wickedness i hate, still grace i give too you....  |
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