So what

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Should I stop?

Should I yield?

Without you there's no sword or shield...

 

Am I confused by the things I do? 

 

I have no answers,

It's all about you. 

 

Should I drink?

Should I smoke?

 

A babbling brook, a fool, a dope?

 

To be the last is something new-

Is wise the fool that you once knew?

 

But this allow me to understand-

How you fought for me;

And with your mighty hand-

Brought me through the desert,

To the rivers edge,

Let me glimpse your glory,

Showed me your defence.

 

Bought me into the promised land:

Where all is pleasant;

Under your hand...

 

Where new wine follows

And honey drips

From your fingers

To the lips...

 

Am I right 

Or am I wrong?

 

So what!

 

Let's have another song!

 

 

 

Into your promised land.

 

O heavenly Father We worship your name 

 

O heavenly Father You took all our shame 

 

You listen with love as we give you the praise 

 

O heavenly Father in you we are raised 

 

As the dear pants for water so my soul longs for you 

 

To tell of your glory, your mercy, your truth 

 

Fill us dear Lord with your Spirit today 

 

The world may not know you but we haven't strayed 

 

O heavenly Father You know everything

 

Your listen with love as our soul sings 

 

Songs of your glory rise up to your throne 

 

O heavenly Father bring your children home. 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 30th, 2024 02:15
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Comments3

  • sorenbarrett

    A poem of faith and belief. Nicely written

  • bongobenny

    There’s no high like the most high

    • 2781

      Amen.

    • orchidee

      A fine write 2.



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