I have this thing about "ation" words. I simply had to write a poem with them.
Children of men, do not delay
This is the time, this is the day
We are the lost, He is the way
For this is the day of His Salvation
This is the time, this is the day
We are the lost, He is the way
For this is the day of His Salvation
But we have sinned and sin has cost
We are the damned, we are the lost
God drew the line, but we have crossed
This is the night of our damnation
We are the damned, we are the lost
God drew the line, but we have crossed
This is the night of our damnation
And yet the God who gave us breath
Paid our sin-debt with His death
To make the cursed become the blessed
For Christ will have His holy Nation.
Paid our sin-debt with His death
To make the cursed become the blessed
For Christ will have His holy Nation.
Now sinners rise, saved by His grace
By faith to run this holy race
To one day look in our God’s face
At the dawn of glorification.
By faith to run this holy race
To one day look in our God’s face
At the dawn of glorification.
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