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These hands that tremble, weak and worn

These lips that quiver, chapped and bloody

These knees that bend, servile and broken

This head that bows, obedient and humble

My gifts to you, Oh Lord and Father

Beseeching, begging, pleading my words

My voice and heart raised in praise

A sacrifice to thee, In our darkest of days

The light fades, as eyes are turned

Fallen are we from the grace of God

Creator uncaring, a world betrayed

Flawed and abandoned to meaningless days

A world so cruel, so vile, so corrupt

Life and death with lines abrupt

A moral questioned, a query raised

Of answers unheard, of names praised

Needless strictures, rules to apply

Contradictions and reasonless whys

Judgement handed to those who hate

Arbiters of life, warpers of fate

To Serve in Heaven

Or to Rule in Hell?

Follow a God uncaring

Or damn them all to Hell?

Followers loyal beg for thine love

Yet, feel only steel fist in velvet glove

This moral world, this great creation

This firmament and foundation

Of a plan divine, a scheme ineffable

An outcome plain and inevitable

A wanton Master, bleeding slaves

For this love he so craves