Prelude:Im Back
I took my spiritual walk, with no one to talk to exposed myself, Cleaning up, cleansed
up, went through chemotherapy cut my hair, walk through the valley of death without no
fears, everyone turned they back on me at my lowest point, had me going to bed in tears.
But since since I represent the one, Allah he said rise you're not going out like this my
son. No more hole, no more lump, your healed. I'm clean , i'm thankful i'm on Jesus team,
he's much more than a prophet. People backstabbing, abandoned me, calling me crazy, lia
and say they love me but can't pick up the phone it's all good i'm blessed. I live above
yall, while yall struggle, and guess what since I walk twain with Christ I still love yall.
Copyright © Michael Brunson | Year Posted 2008
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