Nothing But

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    Nothing But
    I use to think I was something
    Then God showed me His Law
    and I knew I was nothing

    nothing but a sinner
    nothing but a slave
    nothing but dead
    nothing but His enemy

    Then God showed me something
    He showed me His Son
    and I knew I was nothing

    nothing but redeemed
    nothing but freed
    nothing but alive
    nothing but His friend

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    optimistic commented on Nothing But

    07-28-2009

    Why is this something hard for me and possibly others to see a fight when it could be just love, great write.
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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