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Ugly has nothing to do with a skin.

A worm’s appeal’s slim, but not to him.

If we looked much closer to what lay within,

We would see that ugly is based on sin.

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All men think they will cause great peace.

By virtue of law they fashion release.

But laws never tame the inward beast.

They end up prescriptions, subjecting the least.

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With counsel and money we purchase an island.

While ownership’s granted to those of the badland.

The rest simply claw at their best with their hands,

To protect their small slice of their “beautiful” brand.

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What is needed is rule from an unchanging source.

Not likely an out come from a people so coarse.

All day we build fences, divide, and much worse.

While wearing our best as we ride our proud horse.

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Rest assured nothing‘s done in the blackness of night.

There is One who sees as if in a stark light.

Grace is extended toward this world’s plight.

While man debates what is wrong or what’s right.

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There is a day, set in stone, just ahead,

Where God will judge the living and dead.

And after the speaking of what must be said,

Destruction will fall on sin’s ugly head.

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Far better to learn what is right; what’s true.

Then to have the Lord summon His Law against you.

We’re welcome to keep truth quite strongly askew.

But a price has been paid to blind ugly’s view.

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A darkness will fall and all guilt will remain.

A fire consumes all that’s sin and not tame.

Your beautiful division, full of pointing and blame,

Will eat at your heart with an endless great shame.