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Discovered

 
Painful need regrets
wants fly on the backs of prayers
blue is upon me
time for me to sigh

Within the sacred soul
flawed by design
one bound by glory
one bound by shame

It isn't for me to say
I choose glory
with hopes of salvation
let the ghost find me worthy

Fine tuning is needed
to make art out of nothing
but a whisper



Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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Author's Note
Romans 9:19-25

19 One of you will say to me: “Then why does God still blame us? For who is able to resist his will?” 20 But who are you, a human being, to talk back to God? “Shall what is formed say to the one who formed it, ‘Why did you make me like this?’”[h] 21 Does not the potter have the right to make out of the same lump of clay some pottery for special purposes and some for common use?

22 What if God, although choosing to show his wrath and make his power known, bore with great patience the objects of his wrath—prepared for destruction? 23 What if he did this to make the riches of his glory known to the objects of his mercy, whom he prepared in advance for glory— 24 even us, whom he also called, not only from the Jews but also from the Gentiles? 25 As he says in Hosea:
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