I matter,
I matter, Eye matter I am a vessel, an angel from God It’s who I am Spiritual A soul and so much more… I see I’m made up of dirt blacken clay God made me this way This is the outside, the outside of me For the true essence of myself Is my emotional-spirit soul and breath.. I matter, Eye matter Ooh, Yes! I matter And I am made of matter I am a vessel, an angel from God It’s who I am Spiritual I’m made up of flesh clay mud Skin surrounding cells, nerves and blood; Deep inside me He placed inside me the ability to love— Ah!1 Alleluia I’m just a man and I’ve sinned, yes But Jesus saw to me I am redeemable, He saw that I would be blessed; I confess my sins to the almighty King Alleluia I matter, Eye matter I am a vessel, an angel from God It’s who I am Spiritual A soul and so much more… I see I’m made up of dirt blacken clay God made me this way This is the outside, the outside of me For the true essence of myself Is my emotional-spirit soul and breath.. I matter, broken clay vase I’ve been remade, reshapen, forgiven A soul and so much more Jesus saved me today Alleluia I matter, Eye matter I am a vessel, an man creature created from God It’s who I am a mound of clay Spiritual A soul and so much more… I see I’m made up of dirt blacken clay God made me this way??? 4/2/19 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019 ©
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