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The Weaker Plunk by Gabriel Fearing Take from me this need and desire Relieve me of things I think I require In order to live a lot then it'll Cost my heart to die just a little While consuming stuff – I am consumed With presuming how we may be doomed Possessions possess my individuality Personal effects infect my personality I Wonder why I'm oddly guessing And confusing things for godly blessings Overwhelmed and owned by what I own Only loaned the reaped of what I've sown Culture sold out to the mortal world It ignored and forgot its moral soul WE KERPLUNK We can't fathom the depth of His conception Our comprehension inept – lacking perception Matt 6:21 |
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