Masquerade not, again, my shame
For His life,He lay when He came
He took my thorns,how He shelved my blame
So why should I hurt,if he desires my will lame
I'll break myself, too tired of vain fame
Be so low let Him be at the hem
Who else can be best as captain of the game
Yea,I will surrender myself for a new name.
# psalmsofwarui
For His life,He lay when He came
He took my thorns,how He shelved my blame
So why should I hurt,if he desires my will lame
I'll break myself, too tired of vain fame
Be so low let Him be at the hem
Who else can be best as captain of the game
Yea,I will surrender myself for a new name.
# psalmsofwarui
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