In days of old when prophets spoke
Would I have listened then?
Would sermons of death and hell
Remove my mind from sin?
In days when preachers were so bright
You had to take them at their word.
Your conscience pricked your mind
Till you listened to every word.
Oh heed the words that have sunk in
To a mind not easily entered.
For I have lived and loved at will,
O conscience where have you been.
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Kathy
Preachers I can take or disregard them
Peace be with you
William
Ron
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Jane