With every grievous death, I'm born again!
Death is an experience best shared; so is life!
I will die many deaths throughout this corporal existence.
Without the hope of starting over, there is no redemption!
Only never ending sin with personal torment and endless pain!
For I trust that I will be carried.
I do not know the way
And haven't the strength to travel the distance, if I did!
I have hope in His promises.
I believe in His faith in me, even when my faith in Him wanes.
Recreating me, every step of the way!
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