Rope
Rope
I found out one night
just how far
God has limitless rope
and He plays it out
or rather lets us
as infinite dopes
hang our own necks
and cut our own throats
The more we twist
away from God
the tighter the cord
the stronger the farce
I repent of my rope
and the smell of dark smoke
I kneel to my Lord
as he slashes my cords
However deep we bind ourselves in sin, the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ is more than adequate to free us. Reach out to Him.
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