A White Satined Pillow
A White Satined Pillow, Gowned
To Perfectionist, Tied With
Golden Lace, Where I Lay My
Soul, Down To Rest, I Claim My
Heart, To Be Purified And
Promised, Unto Thee"LORD,"
For I Shall Have "No Fear," For
I Am Not Scared, Nor Shall I
Hate, In Violence, With The
Blood Of The Lamb, Upon My
Hands, Unto The Lands I
Perceive To Protect, Against
The Devil's Advocate, I Here,
Will Rise My Shielded Wall In
Faith To Glorify It With An Out-
Standing Victory To Our Nation,
Are You With Me?
Copyright © Carma Sanderson | Year Posted 2012
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