Death
If only you understood
Why I get short
Why I choose God over anything
Why I do not understand how you can not believe in him...
God saved me many times from death,
Some days I'd get home an stare death in the face.
And some days I dared death to come all while I prayed to God to stop death...
Death spat in my face
Cursed me
An tried to take me,
With God I stood firm and death fears me...
Without God I wouldn't be here,
So of course I follow God,
Why wouldn't I?
He saved me because he loves me
He saved me because he has something BIG planned for me
I owe it all to him and all to him I give.
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