Am I the Soul of the Living Spirit--
AM I THE SOUL OF THE LIVING SPIRIT--
As a breath of fresh air
Lightly is the oxygen that passes in ;
My nostrils;
Can’t believe that I’m exhaling through my eyes;
As I look out my nose sees the aroma of the heated fragrant;
Breezes that flows through me;
~~~am I the soul of the living spirit
Myrtle and Jasmine be;
Honey bees;
Sweet is the hearts;
That ne’er parts;
I am made up dirt and clay;
~~~am I the soul of the living spirit
Molded by the great I AM;
I am physically compacted molded dirt and clay;
Breathe in a spirit correlated soul;
Molded joint together by All Father GOD in heaven;
Whom am I to ignore, deny or hate;;
Free will God does give , this we take;
So for all eternities sake;
I confess I relate I just a sinner saved by grace;
A filthy rag that needs to be washed in the blood of Jesus;
Whom am I to deny save me God whom am I;
~~~am I the soul of the living spirit
Just a molded piece of clay made up of dirt;
For all that it’s worth;
I have a spirit I have a soul;
Help LORD;
Oh! God your molded clay soul of a living spirit
01/29/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
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