Poetry

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(Written 8-30-04)

Label me strange,
Mark me as odd;
Living by what’s found,
‘Mongst each tittle and yod.

I take the word,
Of One who’s unseen.
For this is what
My life must glean.

Ready to die,
Ready to fly;
Ready for truth,
Against the lie.

Ready to walk,
And heed His voice;
By love for Him,
This is my choice.

I am the one,
Bought by His blood;
I am the one,
Raised from the mud.

Ready to die,
Ready to fly;
Ready for truth,
Against the lie.

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