The devil, Saint Michael, a king and God
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In the realm above, where time unfolds,God’s gaze, a story it holds.For in the tapestry of fate,Every thread, He does orchestrate. With knowing eyes, He watches all,As kingdoms rise, and empires fall.But amidst the strife and earthly din,He sees the heart, the soul within. And as a king embarks on a quest,Seeking guidance, in his unrest,God, with a chuckle, knows the score,For in His hands, all battles He bore. The dragon’s roar, the devil’s schemes,Are but echoes in His grand themes.For though the trials may test and try,In His embrace, the faithful lie. So let the journey unfold and unfurl,For in the end, it’s His love that whirls.And as the king seeks Saint Michael’s grace,God’s laughter rings in every space. In the depths below, where darkness reigns,The devil’s fury, it wanes.For in the end, his schemes are foiled,By God’s grace, his plans are spoiled. With a hiss and a snarl, he fades away,Defeated by the light of day.For in the battle of good and ill,God’s love prevails, His power still. So let the heavens rejoice and sing,As victory’s bell, it begins to ring.For in the end, it’s God’s sweet call,That triumphs over darkness’ thrall. The devil may plot, the dragon may roar,But against God’s might, they are no more.For in His hands, all battles are won,And in His love, we are forever Let me know if there’s anything else you’d like to adjust or if you need further assistance understanding intuition. CulpritsNL.
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In the realm above, where time unfolds,God’s gaze, a story it holds.For in the tapestry of fate,Every thread, He does orchestrate. With knowing eyes, He watches all,As kingdoms rise, and empires fall.But amidst the strife and earthly din,He sees the heart, the soul within. And as a king embarks on a quest,Seeking guidance, in his unrest,God, with a chuckle, knows the score,For in His hands, all battles He bore. The dragon’s roar, the devil’s schemes,Are but echoes in His grand themes.For though the trials may test and try,In His embrace, the faithful lie. So let the journey unfold and unfurl,For in the end, it’s His love that whirls.And as the king seeks Saint Michael’s grace,God’s laughter rings in every space. In the depths below, where darkness reigns,The devil’s fury, it wanes.For in the end, his schemes are foiled,By God’s grace, his plans are spoiled. With a hiss and a snarl, he fades away,Defeated by the light of day.For in the battle of good and ill,God’s love prevails, His power still. So let the heavens rejoice and sing,As victory’s bell, it begins to ring.For in the end, it’s God’s sweet call,That triumphs over darkness’ thrall. The devil may plot, the dragon may roar,But against God’s might, they are no more.For in His hands, all battles are won,And in His love, we are forever Let me know if there’s anything else you’d like to adjust or if you need further assistance understanding intuition. CulpritsNL.
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