Though we were
Initially his, but we
Denied what we were
And we lived to be
Lost and found a new name
We bore in his presence
Due to our sort fame
We gave Him sad ambiance
He adopted us
Our names changed
Cleaned us and beautified us
To give us hope unchanged
In our adoption
We got our inheritance
Like His again
Our lives a new
For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father. (Romans 8:15 KJV)
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