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it seemed like a waste of my time
like this chasing after money should be a crime
like nnobody seemed to know anything better to do
all these myriad people, not one with a clue

but i  did, and couldn't forget

the moment when the spark was lit

as i burned with longing and cried

the explosion of the Spirit inside

burned away the needs of the flesh

and for a while i seemed to mesh
with eternity and infinity, through the Divinity
of Jesus Christ

but i could find no way out of the worlds race
no excape from the foul sight of Satans face
everywhere i looked, everything i heard
it seemed that we had all forgotten the Word

i put a sledgehammer through my television
and over and over made the decision
to devote my lifwe to the ascension of the Trinity
over all ther concerns and filth of society
and the requirements of today

but i could find no way

i would pray, putting my entire heart into Gods hand
He healed my crippled dog, you understand
a miracle, as if i needed proof of His love
i wanted nothing more than to die, and go above

but i still live, here i am, and now
to live without sin i don't know how
after societies had it's way
i hope i don't die today

i guess i'm a sider, not a saint of olde
i found comfort in this beer i hold
and joy when i'm with my family
and work is sometimes rewarding to me

but i remember where i was before
though i confess i've sinned some more
i want to come back to God again
this time maybe the world won't win

and i can find
peace of mind

help
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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