Please forgive me Lord
I know not what I do.
Let your face shine on me
Help me, to be like you...
Forgive me Lord
I fall short
My flesh is not divine..
Help me Lord
In all my ways
So in me you can shine.
Who knows their path to salvation?
Only you can tell...
Where is Your dwelling place?
You search the depths of hell..
Your the One
Who holds the keys
Life is in your hands.
Many there are that disagree
How can we understand.
The love you have for your creation...
How you gave your only Son...
So He could heal the nations
And bring wickedness undone.
Only you can tell the story
How it will unfold...
To fill the earth with Your glory
To you we sell our souls.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 18th, 2024 01:19
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Comments4
I dunno what I do - I'm sure it's Christmas next week! lol.
That pagan ritual!
Ye spoilsports, saying Santa don't exist! lol.
Is it Easter next week then?
Passover that one.
I feel in church somehow. Tomorrow is Sunday, am I Jewish? or seventh day Adventice? Good write.
reads like a prayer
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