Fit for hell; saved by grace
Does it really matter
Whose fault it was
What’s been done
Can’t be undone
Anyways
Does it really matter
That I knew better
Than to do what I did
I did it
anyways
All the foolish games
The accusations and excuses
Flaming arrows to the soul
Driving home the guilt
Compounding sin
With self
Justification
Push it down
Suppress desire
Feelings don’t matter
God doesn’t care
What you want
Only how you behave
Such a heinous
Lie from the pit!
Our darkened hearts
Compel us to try
To toe the line
Stand up to scrutiny
Earn our salvation
Not the fear and trembling
He intended
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