Around their necks is tied a millstone
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With sin the little ones were overthrown
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Their sincere minds were led astray
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Distracted by pure devotion to Christ way
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A spirit is now at work in the disobedient
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Neglected are the words of encouragement
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Memories of forgiveness fade into oblivion
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Casting themselves down into corruption
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Continual indulgence in the spirit of impurity
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Blinding their eyes from the truth of reality
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The Lord is aware of their futile thoughts
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Occupying the bones envy slowly rots
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For season their conspiracy goes unseen but with
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Immoral actions it's revealed unclean
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Shamefully fall short of the expectations
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Disgrace sets in with deep conviction
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Whosoever covereth the errors of this path
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Covers over multitude sin and death wrath
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To public discrace Christ is constrained
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Not by the ones who have faithfully remained
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But for the lost brought back he will rejoice
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Answering the cry of the still small voice
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The Prodigal
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