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forgiveness
The past is like a nightmare
Only tale's left for the ears of the dead!!!
dead man tale no tale
As eye are blind to see through the
The lenses Of tomorrow and what it brings
As days hang all it hopes on a ticking clock
Tick tock tick tock
You see i tried to measure up to god standard
To get verdict of not guilty
Try to be sincere
But I couldnt confess my sins here
I used to have all the right questions
But not the right answer
That threatened my living room of my sanity
You see sin is like a virus that eats you up
Like a worm it eats slowly
It's that feeling of unworthiness that you get
You left up your hands to worship
You see
In my mind I have all the right questions
Blessed is the man that walkers not in the ungodly
Nor stranded in the way of sinners
Nor sited in wickedness
We claim to trust in the lord yet our Hope
Hopeless
We have been perfected in the flesh
But we are like unclean thing
And our righteousness
Like feithy rags
The costly price of priceless debt that was paid on the cross
Is so difficult to understand
To be sincere is not righteousness
So no matter how sincere you are
You can be sincere wrong
You see the truth is they are all lot of way to sin
It doesn't matter which one you are in
Because they are no Good criminals
We claim to worship God but yet our hearts says otherwise ,we don't really worship God but worship what he said .
You see some of us worship in church while some worship in bars ,you see some of as worship our phones.
You see they are no Good sinners or but sinners
We are so much in love with our selves we forget the real reason why Christ come
Instead of worshipping the creator
We are worshipping things our
phones
Tv
Sex
Friends
have become Our own Gods forgetting the real reason why
We truly worship
We feel the weight of our own sin bearly breathing through like
It doesn't matter how much you ask God for forgiveness without Christ
With the thought
"God will never forgive you".
Through Christ everything was made possible
So don't look up to me or your pastor
Cause my sins are written on the board
They and against the walls of my righteousness contrasting with my peace but yet I choose to face pieces
My name is Leeking with sin
But yet through it all he calls me he's own
You see Jesus loves us no matter the situation
We are like billions drops of water Streaming down the liver of time
No matter how great you think you sin is
Jesus still sees you as hes own
All you have to do is ask
Cause through him we are saved
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Owen Hamalala
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