In depths of darkness, where innocence bled,
A tale of sin and mercy I now spread.
The Lord's judgment awaits, this truth be told,
For those who shed blood, their hearts turned cold.
Not warriors, but killers, their hands stained red,
Building houses in God's name, they dread.
For life destroyed is rebellion profound,
Denying souls their earthly journey's ground.
Yet forgiveness, a beacon, still shines bright,
God's grace and mercy, like stars in the night.
Compassionate, gracious, slow to anger's flame,
Love abounds, calling sinners by name.
Responsibility lies with those who know,
The weight of knowledge, the seeds they sow.
But those who hear less, with lighter load,
Are judged with fairness, by the Almighty's code.
Great opportunities, blessings untold,
A love relationship, a story to unfold.
Salvation's path, a gift freely given,
For any willing heart, seeking to be forgiven.
Yet beware, deliberate sin's treacherous snare,
Knowledge ignored, sacrifice stripped bare.
Choose truth, embrace it, let sins be cast away,
For redemption awaits, in God's eternal day.
So let us ponder, reflect, and repent,
Innocent blood shed, our hearts to relent.
For in the shedding of grace, our souls find release,
From crimson stains, we find eternal peace.
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