My Savior
The one who fails.
I who falls.
The one that bails, within my walls.
You tell me when.
I turn away.
Search within, delay my way.
Cut off my yoke.
I stand in wait.
Another loke, always my fate.
I bend the knee.
I cry aloud.
My demons flee, I've been avowed.
I see my Lord.
He is my bread.
I've been restored, by He who bled.
He bear the cross.
I bear no shame.
No longer a loss, I bear His name.
Copyright © riqui velasquez | Year Posted 2024
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