Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your Sting?
I fear you no longer, O death.
Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your Sting?
Your hold is gone; you have no reach on me, O death.
Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your Sting?
They exist no longer, O death.
Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your Sting?
I live for you no longer, O death, for victory in my Lord Jesus.
Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your Sting?
This is a little poem that I was inspired to write from the last verse of 1 Corinthians 15:54 and verse 55. The title is 54. The two repeating verses are from 55.
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