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Fresh Wounds

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Crushed Spirit dipped in sorrow Lashed and Slashed pains to borrow When I shower my love they bash me down Value me not and insults to crown Followed LORD's decrees to love your enemies blend it with cares , peace and the remedies Carried your word with all my heart Saving one soul and a relation to start Showered love with my tender cares Did all I can with all I could share Gave innermost love like a sister so dear Shared LORD's word for change to come over Never imagined she too will slash With her dirty language and words so rash For devil took her entire charge Control was gone and was open to bark In the end she tortured me so brutally Though my love was served so faithfully For every word she has to pay Time will show her the perfect way She even hurt the servants of GOD Teach her LORD with your staff and your rod Ruthless words were thrown on them It was similar to insulting YOU n ur men Lord's servants in the end will be saved in HIS arms For LORD will cover US in all our forms For wicked people will be put to shame LORD will save us and crown us with fame My crushed spirit cries out Loud LORD will hear me and save me out Calling her sister was just soooo wrong Mistake was mine , for she was a fraud What will happen when she'll come too see Time will show her when same she'll reap Am waiting patiently for my LORD to answer Vengeance is HIs and He'll be the announcer LORD's Glory will be then bestowed on me For I'll follow HIS decrees wherever I'll be. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- LORD POUR OUT UR PRESENCE ON ME N HEAL MY WOUNDS-- VENGEANCE IS ALL YOUR. AMEN

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