The Lusts of the Flesh
- michaelbray
- Mar 30, 2020
- 1 min read
The lusts of the flesh Never conquered They are suppressed Redirected May be reduced For a moment But rear up And astound us As we press on To that goal Way over there On the horizon. Oh we’ll be risin’ Incorruptible! Hang on, The road is rough. Be tough, His grace is enough.
0955, 30 March, 2020
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