the noise of their
battle
echoes each morning
of our lives.
the sound of
grace
fighting the various status quos
of our lives.
even as the sun
rises
to end nights
reign...
so grace rises
battle-ready to deal death to
death...
to free the
captive...
to give a new song
to the
hopeless
all around us.
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