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I am not king of your consciences
I can't talk you into believing God exists
Are we capapble of knowing something
Is knowledge proof Is proof objective
Have you bought into Comte's perspective
Beyond what we see beyond what we hear
There's glory beyond compare
Trust me grace abounds as far as I can tell
There is more heaven than hell.
Was it easier when I knew less?
Now there's no ignorance in this bliss
God's words a knife penetrates bone
Separated it from the marrow.
Consider this out in the hereafter
It won't be your trut nor mine
But what's true that mattered.
Was it easier when I knew less?
Now there's no ignorance in this bliss
God's words a knife penetrates bone
Separated it from the marrow.
As far as I can tell, there is more heaven than hell.