Faith always being put to the test
The time when the weary soul can never rest
What's the purpose of obsecurity and mayhem
To win a battle amongst men?
Who said not to question God? We must seek Him for clarity.
Missions are fruitless without His direction
He is where I turn for affection.
Man in your corner is a temporary fix
Never rely on man for wounds needing affix
Never will I win this worldly battle without seeking He
He is in I and only He completes Me!
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2 comments:
this is vicious. Inspiring.
RR
Let's get busy, I have access to teams of Software developers and Media artists. I'm as authentic as you are.
Peace
dean
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