When Sin Comes Knocking
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- Posted on 01/27/21
in Religious Poems
Sin came knocking at your door, promising some spice
It's only make believe, they say, only not as nice.
The tempter whispers in your ear, " come see, come have some fun!"
But the Spirit says, "Please don't go, from this kind, surely run!"
Sin came knocking at your door, promising some spice
It's only make believe, they say, only not as nice.
The tempter whispers in your ear, " come see, come have some fun!"
But the Spirit says, "Please don't go, from this kind, surely run!"
Then the serpent strikes again, causing your flesh to rebel,
Surely a little pleasure won't send your soul to hell?
Suddenly pride takes over and pushes the final call.
Before your heart can stop you, you begin to risk it all.
You already know the content, you already know the scene,
But still you press toward that place you know you shouldn't be.
You then proceed and partake and fill your senses full,
And every now and then, you feel the Spirit's pull.
After credits begin to roll, you feel a little loss,
Back to your reality, the one bought on the cross
There is now no condemnation, you run to look that up
And then you start to pray as you drink a bitter cup
Regrets are creeping in, because something pure was lost
Before you let the serpent win, you better count the cost.
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