My Knees-

"I was walking in my sin in the past I was covered up to my knees in manure. it stunk but it didn't last God made the fragrance sweet aromatic. He challenged me to be all that I am. More than I am so synthetic and it accosted me.And it enabled me and Beyond my LIFE I see. How beautiful am I on my bended knees. With my hands raised high sweetly whole episode that I flow on my opinion needs I go to the place that I know. Where He talks to me and I know and I know, I KNOW 

Fragrance is my grace my heart participates, yearning long desires of a love intimate Love With My Father now. Before I expire the joyous joys the pains I walk through in this new life here on top of the earth. Everything what it's worth it's okay, I am nourished. And I am more than I am..
 I am more than just a man the Father is quaint HE'S great HE'S provider of all HIS Mercy HIS grace. .  Is above any law I am up to my knees and grace.. Above my head and down to the sole of my feet. I am blessed. Heavenly I thrive I stand I am graced as long as I'm on my knees. Into the top of my knees to the top of my crown the bottom of my soul I am completely yours oh Lord. James Edward Lee Sr up to my knees of grace~
I am a good heart posture as I stay on my knee elevated speaking his grace comes on to me I am treasured I am his pleasure I am his son I am chosen and I stay talking to him on my knees  speak LORD Speak.  AMEN "




8/27/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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