Who Am I
One day I plundered and wondered,
Thought and wrought,
all that I am.
I am a preacher a reacher a teacher and a creature,
All me and never a Sham!
And I can never ,forever dissever,
My heart apart,
For my Love will rein!
For I will sing to the King of Kings
"God Bless to the Lamb who was Slain!"
As I slept ,crept and wept ,
Of a thought that I caught
in my mind,
I saw a man of pure action and compassion that caught my attraction,
Giving up His Life
In my Vision I was forgiven of all of my sins,
By a man with a plan who traveled the lands,
To bring us all to him!
Because this man has a mission ,to forgive our misgivings,
Because we are His Imperfect Kin.
So my task that I ask,
And the peace to all my needs,
Is Who am I?
I am imperfect and worth it ,
Adored and Reborn,
Loved from above
By My God in the Sky!
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