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The Truth


Listen up for a second because I speak with my heart, I speak the truth so it might sound a little dark, Because the truth hurts and the truth is hard to hear, I'm only the messenger so soldiers put away your spears. Yes the truth was made to strike fear, So stand up be strong and wipe away those tears, The truth is wise the truth is needed, If we didn;t have the truth we'd be mentally emotionally and psychically defeated. The turth is breath, the truth is life, the truth died on the cross and took away my strife, The truth is honest, the truth is forgiveness, the truth hung his head and in three days he had risen, The truth I tell you do you not understand, The truth is my savior the one with holes in his hands. The truth is divine turned water into wine, And then gave up his life so I wouldn't have to give up mine. Yes the truth is the ressurection, the trinity, and pure perfection. The truth is the revalation, He gave me hope , selkf control and patience, The truth will help me climb the highest peak. The truth is what I speak, The truth is what I seek.
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