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THE DAY AND AGE - John 15: 6, 10; 1 John 2: 6, 24; Rom 16: 17, 18

They say they hunger for truth,

Yet, won't shove it down their throats;

Show them the truth with true roots

And they'll call it truth my foot

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Nurse them like the plants to shoot

And they'll pick up guns to shoot,

Offer them the safety boat

And they'll start loosening bolts

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They coat grace in black suits,

Gratify self with what soothes,

Darken plain truth like soot

And make up the word till it's worldly cute

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Toxic Rhema; no real tooth

Spreading fast like from Bluetooth,

Square roots bearing no fruits;

A walk without the Spirit's boots

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As the devil tries to loot,

Let the watchman play the flute;

For the lying owl's hoot

Will never make truth mute.

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Title credits: Oghosa Anthonia Imayuse

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