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.

By Chase Blosser

I am a freelance writer, who loves the written word. I inspire to enlighten and inform as well as entertain. I want to also take what I do based, writing and reading/learning to help others. I plan to offer both freelance writing services, my thoughts about life and current events, and such.

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