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Confession of Faith

A creed, also known as a confession of faith, a symbol, or a statement of faith, is a statement of the shared beliefs of a community (often a religious community) in a form which is structured by subjects which summarize its core tenets. The earliest known creed in Christianity, "Jesus is Lord", originated in the writings of Paul the Apostle. One of the most significant and widely used Christian creeds is the Nicene Creed, first formulated in AD 325 at the First Council of Nicaea to affirm the deity of Christ and revised at the First Council of Constantinople in AD 381 to affirm the trinity as a whole. Affirmation of this creed, which describes the Trinity, is often taken as a fundamental test of orthodoxy by many Christian denominations, and was historically… more »

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Bad taste on my mouth the site tittered away
All sides sit ailing to me and how have I grown
This day as tossed ship in lost sea still afloat
Just drifting south in earshot beholden to this
Idea of beauty in any hue it places on me
A certain demise I care not the moment
Nor the skies

In our heart lesion lay
File D for dismay when we're brought
Unto the total view I hammer not to pacify
I just count more than only two dead
On the ground next to Horror Astound
The party shall play oh we're all swept away
Cut apart with sawtooth decided in youth
To covet or treasure the moment it asunder

Our land inside the hard banking on the moment
And the poor our heart dangling whore
A meltdown in core with slight sound the
Mystify is found last place holding I miss
The purposed reply distort freedoms we halve
And cleave the head from the calve
To sift the rot for repent days are nights
And time slips by me

Soothe on another level
You speakest of truth but soil my ear
The sodom I see the failures are we have us
Any fear receding dimensions the mind-numbing
Expanse of drivel turned to downpour i can scour
The shore for bridge with less wormbore
And find few if any in my view

The cavalcade the have i made more two sense than a harlot outlaid
Are all afraid the burning distemper
As the passion played are we slurred down
Me native tempull away our heart
Pluck now malaise as a part we crawl drifting far
A bulwarked din see the arms oh well oh anyhow i

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