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Sin

When I started to sin I thought I could win
When a problem was near, I would begin
To find a way to lie and cheat and thus compete
In a way that did not give to being caught
Leading me to advanced to trickery enhanced

Where now I am a master of fraudulent planing
I can take your money or your first floor landing
With nary a worry as to your condition apart
I have no qualms, I have not a bleeding heart
I take pride, and just smile, as nothing to hide

It is now so long that I have gone so wrong
I am so clever in my harming endeavor
In a sinful way I have rode, my guile for all to behold
But now I have bought a redeeming thought
Where will I lie, when my time has past by

What must I do, to show that I am through
With my sinful ways for the rest of my days
I must seek to remain in that promised domain
I must wholeheartedly regret, the life that I set
Any redeeming task, that sinners may ask

My life has been wrong, forgive the sinning this long

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