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Spiritual coma


Romans 1:28 

28 And just as they did not see fit to acknowledge God,

God gave them over to a depraved mind, to do what should not be done.

 

 

Coma

 

How can a man be by God ... if regeneration passes him by?

It’s like trying to teach a dead man when hearing has long gone.

 

Like in a state of coma ... no penetration of darkness

As all becomes an illusion ... bottled up inside.

Reprobation has been accepted ... and then celebrated.

“There is no God” their slogan ... as they indulge in pride.

 

Until the day that reckons ... as judgment falls upon

There is nowhere to hide ... there is no place to go.

Knocking on every door ... in hope to find redemption

Far too late as night arrived ... forever now to know …

 

Jan Wienen

 

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