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Given all the things in life
Overtly tied to sin and strife
Do we yield or do we stand?
Is there hope for mortal man?
Satan has a plan unfurled
That works deception 'round the world
Hope seems hinged on "how it feels"
Even if our conscience reels.
And if we're taught there is no wrong
Nothing done will quite belong.
Someone somewhere will always say
We should have lived a different way.
Each person living as they please
Results in chaos... never peace.
For man to have a chance at life
Or even to relieve the strife
Requires more than just "My way".
That never worked on any day.
Help is here, though, if we seek
Eternal truth found in the meek.
Weakness? No... the strong at heart
Orphaned from the very start
Relies on where the hope still shines
Look deep in your soul, you will find...
Definite hope for all mankind.
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