Hillbilly Verse of the Day Psalm 14:1!
That fool’s sayin’ in his noggin, “Ain’t no God up yonder.” Town’s gone plum rotten — folks actin’ awful, pullin’ nasty tricks. Seems there’s nobody left doin’ right, jus’ a passel of ornery rascals.
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That fool’s sayin’ in his noggin, “Ain’t no God up yonder.” Town’s gone plum rotten — folks actin’ awful, pullin’ nasty tricks. Seems there’s nobody left doin’ right, jus’ a passel of ornery rascals.
Yo, I got receipts — bought by the highest bid,
Paid in love, no refunds, so I rep the Lord’s grid.
My body’s the stage, my spirit’s the art,
I glorify Him loud with every beat of my heart.
Breaking: Suffering Servant injured for community’s crimes, officials report. Wounds seen as payment for wrongs; punishment intended to restore peace; recovery expected. Eyewitnesses say we all wandered like sheep, each following own path. Authorities confirm guilt transferred to him. Story developing.
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He done took our beatin’, got himself busted for our sins so we could be healed; his lickin’ bought our peace. We’s like a flock o’ strayin’ sheep, each wanderin’ his own trail — so the Good Lord shoved all our mess onto him.
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Yo, to dodge temptation’s late-night station,
lock in a partner, make a dedication.
Each brother with his wife, each sister with her man —
keep it classy, no wild flings, that’s the plan.
Commitment’s the groove: honest, steady, clean,
love legal, love true — respect the scene.
Breaking: Community stunned as “outsider”—despised, rejected, a man of sorrows—is revealed to have borne public griefs and carried their sorrows. Citizens hid their faces, deeming him stricken, smitten by God; new reports show he quietly absorbed the people’s suffering.
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Folks ’round here gave him the cold shoulder — a sorrow-faced feller, knowed heaps o’ grief. Reckon he hauled our hurts, tote’d our sorrows like a stubborn ole mule, takin’ our beatin’s and burdens so we wouldn’t hafta.
Yo, marry if you want — ain’t no sin, no shame;
but wedding rings bring baggage, hustle, family game.
I’m tryna spare you the extra daily strife,
yet go if you must — love’s messy, that’s life.
Expect in‑laws, burnt toast, and midnight spats.