In a distant land far, far away ,
a maiden sat and gazed
O’er the crystal Agean sea
with blue waters appraised.
And on the rock she did reside
were written these sincere words
“all men who hate shall not forget
their sins for they are cursed.”
A sailor who sailed these waters oft
Who wrote this parable
Had made it through a dreadful storm
None since were comparable
His life had flashed before his eyes
His enemies- they did laugh
He decided then he must forgive
Before God invoked His wrath
And forgive he did, For his life was spared
And he sailed to his home land
He forgave the hated, loved his enemies
No longer did he shift in sand.
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