Me
I’ve seen devils cast out
I’ve commanded them to flee
The encounters I’ve had with spiritual forces
You would not believe.
I know what it’s like
To walk in his steps;
A closeness that can only come
By means of a daily death.
Who am I now?
What can I say.
Jesus is in my heart
But I don’t always follow his ways.
I’ve come a long way
With a long way to go
I ask for you to hold my hand
As I travel down that road.
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