Imperfection of Sinful Bells

Bells ring and you make them take me down, Perfect imperfection dripping down, Water fall of golden rain, Washed of my sin, In basin of indiscretion and callous cold, Love me because your bold, Sins and all, Dressed for our wedding ball.


Chap 5 & 6: “It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.” (Gal 5: 1) Ties into Chap 6 completing the thesis of Paul’s letter to the Galatians. “Brothers and sisters, if someone is caught in a…