Light Brings Truth
In shadows deep, the wicked plot
Their schemes like webs, they weave and knot
With gnashing teeth, they snarl and sneer
Yet the divine above holds no fear
For the divine sees the folly in their ways
Their fleeting power, their numbered days
The righteous stand with hearts so pure
In their faith, they find their cure
The wicked draw their swords to fight
To bring down those who walk in light
But their own blades will turn and rend
Their bows will break, their power end
Exclusive riches the wicked chase
Yet the righteous find their rightful place
In simple joys, in humble grace
Their wealth is found in love's embrace
The blameless walk beneath divine’s care
Their days are blessed, their burdens rare
In times of drought, they find their fill
In famine's grip, they flourish still
The wicked, like flowers, bloom and fade
Consumed by flames their deeds have made
Their borrowed gains, their empty boasts
Are fleeting shadows, ghostly hosts
Yet the righteous give with open hands
Their hearts aligned with divine plans
For those the divine blesses will stand tall
Inherit the earth, and never fall
So, let the wicked plot and scheme
Their power's but a fleeting dream
For justice dances in the night
And truth will rise with morning's light
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