True Light

Love no longer means love
Look above for the dove
Hate evil, love the good
It’s all misunderstood

Blind lead the blind astray
Horns will blast, no delay
Buy salve to truly see
There’s bad fruit on the tree

The subtle snake sways them
Hear, before it goes dim
Seeds of doubt and deceit
The true call to complete

Light the path with your lamp
Or get cut off from camp
Faith falters without light
Walk the way in His sight

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