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SIN DOESN'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE

Contributed by joe-joe on Friday, 24th August 2007 @ 01:40:46 AM in AEST
Topic: spiritual

SIN DOESN’T LIVE HERE ANYMORE

I heard Satan knocking at my door, calling for me to come outside and play, telling me to tell my father and my mother everything would be okay-

But I answered him and said: sin doesn’t live here anymore-

I’ve been redeem and washed cleaned, purged, and purified, through the blood of Jesus Christ, Him that was crucified-

I’ve been redeem and highly esteemed, given peace, righteousness, and joy in the Holy Ghost with a seat among the heavenly Host-

I heard Satan knocking at my door, calling for me to come outside and play, telling me to tell my sisters and my brothers to come on outside, so we could mix dirt up into clay-

But I answered him and said: sin doesn’t live here anymore-

I don’t dance with evil anymore; I’ve taken up eagle wings to soar, soaring in the presence of the Lord without any fear, shame, or discord-

The knocking of the Lord is the only knock to which I will open my door, and He will come in and sup with me:

Instructing my hands to war and my feet to stand in the glory of His power in obedience to His every command-

He will lead me down beside the still waters, and guide me into all that which is true, purging and purifying my heart and soul to renew-

Moreover, in newness, I will rejoice, delighting myself joyfully in His will, walking in the joy and power of true holiness-

Copyright Â© joe-joe ... [ 2007-08-24 01:40:46]
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Re: SIN DOESN'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE (User Rating: 1 )
by Nates_JrAT on Friday, 24th August 2007 @ 05:04:43 AM AEST
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wow, this is an amazing write. You really put feeling into it and it possesses that 'umph' that really makes you stop and think. wonderful wonderful

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