You were a warrior, a Goliath,
Thinking you stood so tall.
But all it took was a stone, a rock,
And then came the fall.
There was blood on your hands,
And hatred in your eyes.
But the little child in you,
Still crawled under the sheets at night.
Mercy was handed to you,
But you took it and threw it to the swine.
As you walked on thorns that made you bleed,
But spat at grace because you were "just fine".
Life was right before you,
But you choose the path of denial and hate.
What you do is always justified,
When Satan offers lies, you take the bait.
And I can't help but feel heartbroken,
For you Goliath, so mighty and tall.
For in you is a lost soul,
You child so weak and so small.
Just come to Him,
Stop fighting a battle you'll never win.
Let love guard your heart,
And His blood cover your sin.
You think you can beat anyone in any town,
But all it takes is one stone to bring a giant down.
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