S. H. A. M.
S.H.A.M.
Sin is sickly, a brief affair with the sizzle
that leaves us cold and shaking
Heat is that ever-present, ever approaching
flames of Hell licking at our heels
Appetite of the sin-bound man is endless;
it seems awesome to do anything I like - but
the result is a wasted life
Me-ism is a funhouse mirror; a warped distortion
of reality that produces no joy, fosters no
compassion and leaves no lasting love.
Masquerade of happiness, mirage of joy, but
rather a mask of death.
Satan, con-artist extraordinaire, froths at the prospect
of your eternal destruction by perpetuating
the greatest sham on humanity.
God has laid bare this sham in His Holy Word and
has sentenced its' author to the abyss. And in
exchange, He offers us His One and only Perfect Son.
We won!!
[Proverbs 14:12 New King James Version (NKJV)
12 There is a way that seems right to a man,
But its end is the way of death.]
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