Wonderful Councellor
His absence means sadness
I stray away without his counsel.
Down deep in d river that offers no water
I press on relenting on mortal power
I guess you are there looking, waiting for me to fail
Indeed I fail again.
Here I am again
learning to wait for Your counsel
In you I have all things @ .................................JESUS
Copyright © Sam Tim | Year Posted 2013
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