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I Did It His Way

So often I would fall in then landing flat on my face Often missing His Call and it's accompanying Grace In so often turning away and trying it all on my own The skies soon turn grey destroying such seeds sown But deep in my heart I could always hear His Word And in so taking part oh how that heart has stirred Yet soon one begins to drift headed down that road Oh how satan loves to sift the ones so easy to goad But as the years went past I left that old way behind Those things will never last but make your soul blind Occasionally I may veer but get right back on track Let's make one thing clear don't give satan any slack So I speak to your heart to listen closely for His Call Maybe you too could start in getting up from this fall For He just wants to hold you keeping you by His Side His love for You is so true as for Your own sins He died

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 6/13/2015 8:39:00 PM
Excellent pen Vincent! Beautifully written piece.I enjoyed it!A 7!Thank you for visiting my pages:)Wishing you a very lovely weekend!In his light! God bless you!:) D.
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Date: 6/10/2015 3:53:00 PM
Let's make one things clear; don't give satan any slack....A good read 7 from me. Much Love
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Vincent Flannery
Date: 6/11/2015 2:21:00 PM
Thank You Daisy for your kind comment. Take care and God Bless!

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