Salvation slow and sweeping
hearts can change on thoughts reflect
us flowers of the garden wilt
like leaves in retrospect
Time we taste unending
though pretending life's a season
it comes and goes to ebb and flow
no rhyme upon it's reason
Made in God's own image
timid cast though quick to chance
the glories still within his will
none borne by happenstance
Never lost redeeming cross
break free from chains that bind
no voice unheard, found in the word
those truths can't be denied
Chaff or wheat, be dined or eat
his threshing floor's for reaping
hearts can change on thoughts reflect
salvation slow and sweeping
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