Yahweh
Yahweh you stay forever the same
You are the God, that play's no game
Yet the world is forever, giving you blame
Forgive me the Lord, I feel ashamed.
All we do is complain,
Forever speaking about our pain
Driving ourselves insane
Forgive me Lord,
This time, I will take the blame.
I will not play the Devil's cruel games
Nor will I let him into the hall of fame
For he belongs in the furnace of flames
Whereby, He can no longer invade a man's brain.
Forgive me, Lord, You are not to be blame
You are not a God who choses to play games
You my Creator belong on the walls of Fame
Your Name, The Great I AM
Should be written on our lips
And on the walls of fame
Whereby, never removed but there it remains.
Copyright © Patricia . Garcia Howard Bramble | Year Posted 2021
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