'Twas words that gave the heav'ns their light,
On Earth dispelled her darkened void;
The truth enlightened, unalloyed
With lies, fall'n speech's darker blight;
Commanded moon to rule the night
As sun the day, until the time
When majesty of God sublime
Shall be for us the only Light.
But in the fullness of the times
The Word that pierc'd the darkness through,
As He was pierced for our crimes,
All charges 'gainst ourselves withdrew.
Yet seven gentle words He spoke,
While with rude speech His heart we broke.
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I like it. Hm, does it count as a sonnet if it's not in iambic pentameter?
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