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In the dusk where light is scant and thin, Echoes the faith of a man locked within, Apostle Paul, in chains unseen, His spirit vibrant, his conscience clean.

The cell is stone, the air is raw, Yet Paul stands firm in the Lord’s law, A prisoner to men, to God, he’s free, His faith a beacon for all to see.

The darkness whispers threats of fear, Yet Paul’s faith is undeterred, clear, In his heart, God’s word holds reign, Grace personified in his enduring pain.

Silhouetted against the pallor of night, He writes of love, of faith, of light, His epistles become his quill’s song, A melody of hope when the night is long.

The chains may bind, the walls confine, But not his spirit, not the Divine, The prison cell, a stage for grace, For love is boundless, knows no place.

Metaphors dance on the parchment thin, His letters of love, absolving sin, In words profound, he finds release, His prison cell, a cradle of peace.

The darkness wanes, the dawn is nigh, Yet Paul’s resolve never goes awry, In each heartache, in every trial, He sees the face of God and smiles.

A man confined, yet truly free, His strength found in divinity, Apostle Paul, in his faith, we find, A love so vast, it transcends mankind.… Read the rest