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You stand across the street

Of the funeral home as they lay to rest

Their son who died at the hands

Of a violent bunch, hatred in their hearts

You add to their pain

With your signs of judgment

You have no right

To tell them

That «God hates gays»

When you yourself are no less a sinner

Self-righteous hypocrisy

Flows through

Your lips, foul stench of inquisitional hate

Hardening the hearts of those who hear

Solidifying their belief that religion is hate

You rekindle the choke of religion

Smothering out any spark of faith

Christ came to save me, not judge

Who are you to think you’re less than of a sinner?

God does hate all sin

But He loves all sinners,

He died for them

Tell the lost of His love

Show them His saving grace

Instead of telling them that God

Hates their particular sin

Tell them that you’ll

Pray for them

And that salvation

Can be theirs, too

You were called to be

The salt and light of the world

Not to be a vessel of

Anger and hate

What in your actions shows the

Love of our Lord?

Look in your self, what do you see?

We are all sinners and we

Are all lost

We have all come short

Of the glory of God

We are no better than anyone else

The log is still in our eyes

It’s the blood of Christ

That saves us all

From the fiery pits of Hell

Not your signs, not your slogans

And not your finger pointing

There is a place for accountment

But only after one trusts you

And only after you’ve

Shown them that any discipline

Comes from love

Christ

Is the way

The truth, and the life

Can you

Realize

The sin in you

Is no better, no worse

We cannot forget

That we were once

Lost and now are found

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