I don't believe the things I see with my eyes.
The eyes deceive. For they do not show those truths That yet will be. Instead I trust in the bright hope of unseen things. And as the world descends into darkness, I will keep my eyes fixed Upon the truth that lies beyond. In this there is hope. So that, though my body be crushed By the weight of deceitful appearances, I will yet rise to meet The King of unseen things. Comments are closed.
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