My Praise is who I Am,
My Praise is what I do,
My Praise is about me and God, It ain’t got nothing to do with you!
If you don’t like My Praise, That’s not my concern this is true.
Cause My Praise brings deliverance, to all who are down feeling blue.
Closed mouths never get fed, So imma be about that Praise, as I am led.
I don’t care to sit in Church looking important and deep,
Cause it was God who woke me up this morning, from my slumber and sleep. So all y’all who don’t have a Praise, watch me Praise cause I’m about to be raised.
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Author:
Angelia ANGIE LaMar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 3rd, 2023 09:59
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Beautiful.
I love them that love me: And those that seek me early shall find me. Riches and honour are with me; Yea, durable riches and righteousness.
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