My lonely soul so cold so cold
I’d cry if I could but inside I’m froze
Cursed from birth day 1 on this earth
The pain ceases not and it’s starting to get old
I’ve given more than I’ve taken
And its taking its toll
Be at rest at last oh cold lonely soul
Yet the spirit is willing I just got 2 hold on
For Sunshine doeth cometh in the mourn
No strength is needed 2 drop down on thy knee
And simply utter Lord have mercy on me
2Corinthians 12 vs. 9
“My grace is sufficient for you.
For power is made perfect in weakness.”
Copyright © Larry McMillan Jr.