Sin speaks to evil men in their dark hearts
They have no God to fear before their eyes
For they beguile themselves with twisted thoughts
their guilt will not be found out or despised
Empty and false words are in his mouth
No longer knowing how to do what’s right
Before sleep comes he plans his evil out
with not a care for what or how he’ll fight
Up there where the blue sky and the air are thin
Love moves the wind and thickens welcome rain
I stand in happy water to my chin
And children’s laughter echoes in my brain
The busy feet of pride cannot stay still
A time of rest they call more time to kill
verses in various meters about sundry themes.
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