Promise
i made a promise to the Lord but you know i always broke it
now the fires of my lies leave me smoking and i'm choking
stoking the ashes i waste my life away
i made a promise to the Lord...still somehow i lost my way
like a lamb lost in the desert chased and stalked by wicked wolves
i'm trembling and i'm taunted...thinking hard about the shepherds love
i made a promise to the Lord when i was drowning in despair...He showed up just in time when i thought that no one cared
drinking from suicidal streams flowing down from madness mountains
i made a promise to the Lord...sins forgiven and forgotten
but just like a slave pickin the devils cotton...i turned my back on Him again
my heart was rancid,raw,and rotten
standing on the edge of eternitys abyss i'm about to plunge my soul...one inch away from hades in a big bad blackened hole
wings and halos anyway the wild wind blows i jump...falling and falling...He throws me a righteous rope...and i grip it o so tight as He sends His holy hope
pulled from the pits of perdition He washes my soul clean
He gives me a brand new life and puts silence to those screams
now when i make a promise i do my best to keep it because He lives inside my heart
His love i'm sowing and i'm reaping
anthony_beesley@yahoo.com
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2010
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