I Can Do All Things Through Christ
....Whom strenghtens me.................................
My Father knows that this child's life has been strewn
Littered about with sorrows, sins and darkness ? Still these eyes
Behold his infant innocent; seven years old hearing about, Lord Jesus....
Amid the turmoil a life for their very first time: perhaps, and left wishing ?
Deliverence from that her starless night; love as light this, tiny heart
Twas not my road, of meant to be; a different passage was drawn for me: time
Etched her truth his spirit the valley, where tears shall fall: purity swept away and flesh
Fulfilling it's call; offering a scorpion in exchange these fertile eggs ? Vehement their cries when
The King did say, Woe unto you hypocrites, for you have taken away the key of knowledge....
An open sepulchre entering not yourselves ? High places black robes; convicting hades, your ghost.
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