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From the Fire

Naked and disguising
Unable to hide
Guilty of eternal and temporal crimes
The enemy accuses
Says I deserve to die
And the worst of all is that he’s right

Child of a world defiled
Offered to be reconciled
Paid in blood to be born again
Taken from the fire as a brand

God, why would you consider this man?
God, where’s the righteousness you demand?
Casting aside your crown to wear my curse
The diadem of my shame
Aghast, angels and earth witness their king falling down like the rest
Swallowed in soil and weakness, and lower you go to give sinners your Name
Rising, your victory clothes you
Assurance to all who would know you

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