The Blessing You Are
While scraping the bottom of the barrel with nothing left
God promised I’ll make it, but not by myself
So when he gave me you, I felt heaven’s wealth
The vision in you took away my breath
It woke me up and guided me in the right direction
You gave me the knowledge before I made a selection
Of choosing choices I were meant to be best in
And the right paths to heaven, which I’ll later rest in
When the devil started messing, you were my blessing
Copyright © Darian Brown | Year Posted 2011
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