Just Grace
Adobe of grace foundeth i
mercy,,affliction comes,ma joy
frawns never,by just one man's
blood,me death
denounces,sickness been buried
alive,agony turned harmony,ma life
is grace raring,above all,ma
destiny is secured in Him already...
Things falleth apart,agony ma
innate,depression ma intake,death
on ma side walk,but His mercy and
grace made me.....i worth nothing
but greatness before the
creator.... Alass
Copyright © Kayzen Daramola | Year Posted 2013
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