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Grace
You offered me aid
As I lay within the glade
My life ebbing in decay
A wound incurred by running astray
I refused to look when you called my name
But you touched me with your flame
Now my heart burns with a fear
One of reverence so near
It guides my feet
Down that path where we meet
And when I dare to look back
It begins to attack
The fear and fire keep me walking straight
Holding me back from the poisoned bait
I begin to learn
That this burn
Is here to warn
Intent on keeping me to the path for which I was born
Now I will shout
No more doubt
There is only one God
All else is fraud
He has purchased my soul
He holds all control
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