I pray it doesn't rain,
If it does please God give me shelter,
Prepare me for the pain,
I don't want any disdain in my heart, mind body or soul,
I want to live to be healthy blessed and old,
Hold back the flood waters,
Shield me from the storm,
Keep my heart warm,
Keep my mind alert,
Forgive me for every word I said that was out of order,
Even though I know I'm a sinner, I don't want to be one,
Let me fight the good fight until I'm done,
I feel if I truly have a relationship with God I won,
All these thoughts racing around,
I try to pick up my pen and write something profound,
I know these are my personal opinions and beliefs,
I'd rather be alone with my thoughts and God,
Then to be in my last moments filled with grief because I never knew him...
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