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Poem Matt Antis Poem Matt Antis

The Salty One

Always liked that extra flavor
A punch in my mouth to savor
If I find a dish lackluster
I will grab the salt and duster

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Redo, Repent, Recycle

In the series: Dark Night of the Soul - Part 3

Just because I write my shouts
Doesn’t mean you’ll figure me out
Just because I conjure an illicit view
My sins are only on exhibit to a few

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Poem Matt Antis Poem Matt Antis

Reprieve From Pain

In the series: Dark Night of the Soul - Part 2

I’m feeling fine
With peace of mind
Knowing that my Savior’s work
Has sown this heart, tilled this dirt

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Poem Matt Antis Poem Matt Antis

Muttered Words

In the series: Dark Night of the Soul - Part 1

Elevated thought
God who bought

Sinner’s debt
Put to rest

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Poem, 13+ Matt Antis Poem, 13+ Matt Antis

Before the Arc

Expect a year of disparity
We’re slaves to government charity
Leaders treat you like you don’t matter
Elitist ears weary of chatter
It’s not like it’s an election year
They’ll inflate people with greed and fear

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Abide

Fracture on my hollow heart
Fill with faith, let lies depart
Lord, please wash the sin inside
A flood only You can part

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Poem, 13+ Alistair Craig Poem, 13+ Alistair Craig

Iron and Clay

Awake on the pillow at dawn
Prince of power equips hunger
Plagued by cravings boundless nature
Rise, unexpected war monger

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Poem Matt Antis Poem Matt Antis

Living in Babylon

The world is sliding down the knife of deception
Separation falling fence walkers without exception
There appear to be two options, the last one unheard
But the two are under one kingdom, look for a third

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Lyrics Matt Antis Lyrics Matt Antis

Champion Chaser

I’ve been brought into the brotherhood of saints
It was my Lord Jesus who initiates
Do you want to run the race of life with speed?
Do you want to drop weight so you feel freed?

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Poem Matt Antis Poem Matt Antis

Ache

An empty pit that’s never full
A rusted blade isn’t always dull
A covetous government will bleed its people
C’mon craven pulpit, climb that steeple

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