My Soul Needs Saving
If it wore not for my faith
in the lord above
Were would I be
There are times when my struggle
Is deep and I can't sleep
And I brake down
And all I want to do is reach
For in easy way out
But its a sin to take that
Rope and rap it around to kill my soul
So I scream and I fall
to the ground my tears start
Rolling down and then I hear
A thundering sound telling me I will
pull you up I will not let you drown
So I wipe the frown from my face
And I start to praise him who
Came to save me and restored my faith
When my soul is troubled and my faith
Is weak I praise my heavenly father
To help me pull threw
Another struggling day
I can always count on my father
This sinner in me that's looking
to come clean and set my soul free
Copyright © Mirian Parrilla | Year Posted 2009
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