Sometimes I rant
Sometimes I rave.
I do understand Sometimes I am a pain.
But it always comes back to him
The one who washed away my sin.
He showed me his word and took me under his wing.
Now everything I do is all for you.
A life in him is not the same
I fear no evil but feel the pain.
He shows me how to stay true,
Seems insane, the things we do.
With a Muppet mouth I offend some,
But my purpose is clear,
To love everyone.
You see I am a sinner,
Not yet a saint.
But I love all his ways,
And he is my mate.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 17th, 2023 02:36
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Comments5
Sometimes, nay, always, these are good writes of yours 2.
A sincere thank you.
fair enough .. 👍
None other! Amen 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
Amen!
I fall short every day!
Nice sentiment.
Don't we all.
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