A Clay Dirt Vessel Wet My Vessel Blessed

Lord I'm such so dry 
dry grounds pure power powder
pour on me waters
~
I who was dry dirt
reaping heavens rain down pour
Lord Blessed I'm set
~
crescent dawning sprite
pour waters of heaven drench
wet my vessel Bless

2/12/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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