Divorce, Divorce

Divorce, Divorce

Divorce, Divorce
Such a slippery slimy course
Icky, sticky
Shouldn’t we feel some remorse?

Signs of the times
Mobs in the culture all cry
But who put them in charge
Seems almost like
A ridiculous farce
Shall we begin to spar?

Who gets the last word
Surely there’s someplace to look
You say there is an older book
Which answers many questions
That within its black and white lines
God’s Holy Spirit beckons

Listen to its words
So once again we may return
Faithfulness, sanctity
Peace, security
True love back to our homes
And no longer out in the darkness
Will our children be forced to roam!

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