At the moment of conception,
God’s miracle is sown,
The seedlings of an unborn child,
Within that womb are grown,
New life is very sacred,
We have no right to take
That embryo from it’s haven;
For our great God has spake.
“Thou shalt not commit murder”
Moses wrote His words in stone,
That fledgling soul cannot fight back,
Defenseless, harmless, and alone.
A time will come, there is no doubt,
When you stand before the Lord;
On judgment day you cannot hide,
From the wrath of God’s great sword.
Do not harm that unborn child,
You will pay then for your sin,
When you begged for that small life,
To be murdered from within.
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