Just Another
Cold Hearted.
That's what I was.
Just another druggie on the streets
wanting another fix.
Just another bleeding child
looking for love in dark alleys.
Just another sex slave for an older
man so I could feel love.
Just another bruised, tortured,
mislead, unfeed, child of the streets.
You were watching me close all along.
So You could give me Your hand when I was not strong.
You were there to guide me when all was lost.
Little did I know, Your love has no cost.
I opened my heart one day to see
That you were there waiting for me.
You knew I would come someday.
Even through the disasters along the way.
Now that I found love in Jesus Christ
I no longer live my life in strife.
You would`nt believe me if I said
that all you need is to be lead.
Follow my Lord
He is here for you now.
Even though you don`t see it.
Open your heart somehow.
I changed my life around and I am glad.
My heart does not cry, it is not sad.
Jesus I thank you for all that you`ve done.
But my life with you has only begun.
Copyright © Jillian Keen | Year Posted 2005
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