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A poem of victory over spiritual challenges and adapting to a new lifestyle. |
| I was born into a nature that sin helped to nurture being proud and forever sure in comfort that I need no cure Not until I met a Savior who revealed a greater glory of color convicted of my sin, I gave up all to his majesty I stand in awe and said how great art thou! Like a baby in a new state a new life I believe is fate I was oppressed in ignorance I faint to my master I ran, he taught me of faith and the word to fight And then the battle began because I have come to realize I sang victory is sure, d devil I bang And finally with the sword ready to strike with the word with it the devil I devoured and now he is void. |