Post by William Warigon (@Willis)
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A Word, is that special Word
That cuts,
That's like two edged sword.
Our hurts
Are cut into pieces
And boiled in the pot of redeeming grace.
The bile one teased
And casts dirty derision in our clean place.
From ashes and miry clay, bold, charge and claim
The diamond crown of glory in His name!
Grace turns to steel from a broken frame
That derision now crushed, we fan the flame.
-William Warigon

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