"RETURN, THAT
YOU MIGHT LIVE!"
by Eva
Man, a rebel, turns from G-D.
No road-marked sign in view.
Desiring earthly pleasures above Him,
His flesh rekindles anew.
Forgetting his Infinite Father.
Backslidden and hard-hearted, he gropes
For passions that last but a moment,
With no stability, support, or hope.
"Come back, wayward son!"
Cries the Father,
"Your sins, will I forgive.
Only chose you this day, whom
You will serve:
Return, that you might live!"
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