***Sin has been named but never tamed***Sin's ways are old but seldom strange***Sin is to blame for all man's shame***Sin's the same though ages change...Sin doesn't need seeking - it will seek youSin is "ALWAYS" a form of prideSin is High-Handed rebellionSin's tap-root is coveteousness***Sin can shake the tree of life***Sin can bruise the fruit***Sin can frost the golden leaves***Sin can hurt the rootSin is primarily of satanSin is calculated to deceive the very electSin carries a dagger up its sleeveSin is saying NO to GOD***Sin can shatter kingdoms***Sin can scatter Kings***Sin can tarnish Church Bells***Sin can stop their ringSin and dispair eventually meetSin will short change youSin will inveigle one into perdition***Sin put the fence between God and man***Sin build the wall of doubt***Sin hung crepe on heaven's gate***Sin's call is still death's shoutSin will make a hardened cynicSin puts out every fire of faithSin robs us of our ability to revere GODSin has filled every grave***Sin is the song of the banished***Sin is the march of the banned***Sin is the wall of the ever-doomed***Sin is the dirge of the damnedSin paints a sad portraitSin's specimen is manSin put man in a cageSin is the circuit to anathema and ex-communication***Sin has been named but never tamed***Sin's ways are old but seldom strange***Sin's to blame for all man's shame***Sin's the same though ages changeSin's sweet summer-time is shortSin is the frost which blights the sweet blossoms of youthSin's fair promises are never keptSin stays the blessings of heavenSin is a sad vocationSin is nothing to mock*Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth***************
