My help
Not a day gose by for the tears wept like falling rain painted clouds
Strormy rivers sweept away by the events of yesterday not yet forgotten gray rays of Lighting
Mark the sky falling fragments dodging spears from the enemies schemes to Destroy Useing past into the present dreams fighting principalities from beyond evil dark Forces on Full attack on the strongest that have resin for the task at hand for the battle is not Flesh And blood but evil spirits smiling cut throat in your face fake make no mistakes stay Ready Sturdy enough to get threw the dodging spears that fly by day and night not today nor any Other day have to stay pray up for my help comes from above from my heavenly father who Fights my battles today and tomorrow i will get over my yesterdays pain and sorrows Struggles fights and fears worries
Not a day gose by that the lord has no knowledge of
My help comes from above always
Copyright © Mirian Parrilla Garcia | Year Posted 2024
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