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Sinners?
Are we?
Sinners saved by grace?
Really?
And what do we
As such
Do then?
Sin?
Yes, but...
Don't buy the lie.
It's not who I am.
I'm born again,
I'm being grown again,
And I know
I'm anything but.
I'm no child of that father--
The father
Of lies.
Saints?
Are we?
Saints because of grace?
Really?
And what do we
As such
Do then?
Sin?
Yes, but...
It's not a lie.
It's what I do.
I'm born again,
I'm being grown again,
And I know
I'm that and more.
I'm a child of the Father--
As seen through
His eyes.
See this poem @ His
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