I am saved from the potential of every imperfect way. And from myself! I am the beast! I am the harlot! Metaphorically speaking, that is. From where do the beast and the harlot come? They spring forth from mankind. And I'm saved from annihilation. "The wages" (result) "of sin" (imperfection) "is death"/nonlife. For God is both Life (and Perfection). Surely?!
