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Creator is Who we are to worship.
Revive us O Lord to get on your ship.
Even men and women are worshiping creation.
A blasphemy against God's sovereignty.
To ever lasting is God praised.
O Lift up your heads, you ancient doors.
Remember, that the King of glory may come in.

◄ Romans 1:25 ► New International Version

They exchanged the truth about God for a lie,
and worshiped and served created things
rather than the Creator--
who is forever praised. Amen.

◄ Psalm 24:9 ► New International Version

Lift up your heads,
you gates; lift them up,
you ancient doors,
that the King of glory may come in.

By poetalthomas

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