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MAKE IT HAPPEN: a sonnet
Jesus said: covet not what is your friend’s, Nor cast a vile eye on your neighbor’s wife. He bid man to shun all stealthy errands, And not to depose false when there is strife. Lord, your commandments, I know all by heart, Yet each of them I have broken so far. In your service I never played my part, In worship of Satan I knew no bar. Now that I wasted all the years you gave, And both my flesh and spirit are so weak, How can I, from hell, ever myself save? I can, humbly, my Lord, only thus speak: “Lord, You only can make this still happen; You can still send this sinner to heaven”. * Also featured in the book FAITH, NATURE & INSPIRATIONAL 959448 as entry 409201 M C Gupta 26 February 2006
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