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April 9, 2008
Another for Cayo Hueso
The True Disciple
God's holy hate sanctifies my own
for hear these words He has uttered
Jacob have I loved but Esau have I hated
so simply He blesses me when I blast
those who do not know Him and many that do
the people who have abandoned Him and those
who lyingly stayed nearbyHe blesses every thought that passes through my head
they all are holy as He is holy
placed there by the Lord who is the God
who made me as I am
Holy in my lust
Holy in my hate
all my desires are sanctified by His will
all my spite righteous through His might and love
Posted by Steven Riddle at April 9, 2008 7:51 AM
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"He blesses me when I blast" -- how often have I thought that!
Incidentally, I do like the alliteration there, as well as the repetition of the long i sound in the last line.
Posted by: dylan at April 9, 2008 6:58 PM