'topple'
The mountain seem so steep,
Lord, please give me the strength to keep on
To focus on your love for me
Not on the things I need
Not on the lack of love I seem to feel
All the worries that are on my mind
Please topple them and you be the centre of it all
You be the air that I breathe
Be the one thing that makes sense
Help me focus on you
Focus on your grace
Saturate me in all that is you
That is my prayer...
©140524012013
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2013
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