In thee I have done blasphemy.
My heart for now is all sin.
My spirit’s rotten within.
I lack the faith and quality,
To be a Christian happily.
I’m spiritually famished.
I should by right be punished.
But cause you gave your son in,
And now I can keep running.
Help me be your servant
With you I’ll be persistent.
Help me run the long race of life.
Lord help me to tackle this strife.
Each bend or
Thursday, 3 November 2011
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