But if Christ is in you,
though the body is dead
because of sin,
the Spirit is life…
What if, through absolutely no fault nor effort of my own,
wisdom were my voice?
What if, through pure endowment, not my own,
my words rang true the world?
What if I had nothing to fear,
voicelessness beyond death?
What if making love with words only
intimated destiny?
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