Who does not have a bed of afflictions?
Or vexing demons to be cast out
Thus to be made whole with new convictions
Desiring for goodness to be about
Let us, too, rise from our beds, praising
And desiring to sin never more
That, one day, on the Son of Man we'll be gazing
Giving thanks that our sins were paid for
thoughts from
Son of Man
Susan Easton Black
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