No benefits in Flesh
Flesh propensities hold much sways Make thus easy the babylonian ways Corrupting the system and pattern of Divine The word, the blood of God must be our dine Of the flesh are wretches there are no glories Divine life is cut short so loss into worries Chant the graces and the anthem of His word Through the blood forgiveness is of Lord Not that is easy but faith made it possible So hope salvation at the end is obtainable Through the arthour and finisher of faith profess That every hidden sins of flesh confess Is wash away through sinless blood of the lamb Is of Christ the king that His Spirit is our dam Not of flesh because by it arms we perish Friendship of flesh despise but of the Spirit cherish
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