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IT’S AN INSIDE JOB

 

 

 

 

 

By Ken Blue

The cup was clean, on the outside.

Esau was wicked, though he cried.

The sepulcher, white washed, held rotting bones inside.

She who lives in sin, though living has died.

 

David was refused; he was small

Saul was chosen, for he was tall

He was not as he appeared, though for him they did call.

Before the witch at Endor he did fall

 

Rites of washings promote ones pride.

God sees it not; He sees inside.

To eat with unwashed hands, a doctrine to misguide.

Out of the heart comes what one cannot hide.

 

Long robes and prayers were for a show,

Seen on the corner where people go.

Professing they could see, the Lord they did not know.

Killing Him; letting Barabbas go.

 

The single eye is full of light.

If evil, how dark is that night.

A veil shrouded their view, and obscured their sight.

When the veil is removed they’ll walk in His Light.

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