Photo taken by Lucas Johnson during the 10th World Wide Instagram Meet in St. Louis.

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What good is it to live a lie as someone else,

Endlessly exhausting myself?

What good is it to play empty roles in a world that folds under itself?

 What good is it to live a lie as someone else,

When I was born Imagio Dei?

What good is it to be bound by fear,

Waiting for the right moment to live while stooped by the risk?

Was it not my Lord who spoke the mountains into existence?

Was it not He who commanded the waters to fill the sea,

And was it not He who told it where to stop?

My Lord is glorious in his might.

Before the sun rises, He I shall adore.

No other way shall I wish to spend this life,

Given to me from the highest Host.

The wind may not cease nor the clouds depart,

Yet I will live because these talents given belong to the throne.

In light of these things,

I cannot live a lie for the sake of my own.

In light of these things,

I cannot live a lie for the sake of the owner of the throne.