| Once an angel came to me and said ''Do you lack inside?''
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| And so I raised my head to reconcile
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| ''My burdens of the Earth must be well deserved''
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| So I begged for mercy from the one
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| Now the angel’s gone, and hell’s become my home
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| I sit and think how life has gone
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| Would it be unfair to ask for more?
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| The beggar knows
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| The angel since returned to the one once spurned and claims the invitation
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| won’t expire
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| Somehow i just can’t see salvation as elite
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| And so I sent the angel on his way
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| Should heaven be so vain, bring on judgment day
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| I sit and think what love has done
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| Could it be that I’m the one so wrong?
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| The beggar knows
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| Your congregation’s meeting
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| The chosen pray
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| Ignore the beggars pleading and turn away
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| Sinners rising sinners casting stones again
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| Sinners bring the beggar to his end
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| His eyes have seen heaven’s at hand
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| Thunder roars, the clouds bring gales forces, wicked battering
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| The sun hangs his head in shame
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| Those who joined in life with the beggar shall be reconciled
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| For the vain — cast into the lake of fire
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| And now I hope you see malaise in vanity
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| And that you may not be a chosen one
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| Ain’t no one really knows which way the spirits go
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| Yet I believe that action speaks a ton
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| If we are to become one with salvation
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| I sit and think what death will bring
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| Will I burn in flames or fly on wings
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| The beggar knows |