He paid
When we are lost in the pleasure of sin, we own the devil an advance of our lives. Yet, in a bit to repay the debt, Christ the king died and paid the devil what we have own. Read and source for more mystery in debt and the repayment. HE PAID I know a man from a magnificent Palace whose castle is crescent Shinny and dazzling Caring less of his stars Lost in the mist of nuance Faithful hoodlums Gathering their daily catch of sin And funeral of faiths; patients and service To offers at the sanctimonious palace Filled with damnation were their sofa He made from them, himself family Gathering brethren to his clan One of simple faith and simple truth Who is he that we're made save? Who is he that exchange pleasure for fav'r? We are no Thomas as he is no Adam either He drains his red liquid to fill Our Wages piggy bank anew That we might be made his general His brother, sister, and family Truly He paid it all Without blemish This ma...