Thought for a day

Deception is the large fields of cold droughts, snaring all whom are of easy prey.

As the confusion are abroad the nations in a world growing darker by the day.

Be not unawares of the mysterious pack of wolves that surround the carnal thought.

The watchmen may touch the chest but at will are the enemies closer to your heart.

If one would hearken to the one along with all except for one would all be of equal?

And if one would hearken to the one and another except for all others would any be of equal?

The spirit of truth is like unto the holy word leading with everything true and righteousness.

So say; not any man’s speech nor honor thy self for that glory is the king of the highest.

And if all would understand that life is a gift of giving as much as sin is the wager earned.

Would the same comprehend that eternality can only be given as death can only be earned

A Prayer

I come to you hungry and tired
you give food, you let me sleep
I come to you weak
you give strength and that's deep
you called me a sheep
and lead me to green pastures
only asking that I keep the focus
in between the chapters

You give me the word and only ask that I interpret
And give me the eyes that I may recognize the serpent
You know I’m not perfect, but you'd like me to try
Unlike the devil who would love to see it that I die

Lord why is it that, I go through so much pain
All I saw was black, all I felt was rain
I come to you because it's you who knows
You showed me that everything was black
Because my eyes were closed

You give me the light and let me shine in your glory
So it was only right that when you asked for this story
I put it together to do our people some good
That brothers and sisters be not misunderstood

Plenty of times you sent help my way but I hid
I remember once you held me close but I slid
There was something that I just had to see
That you wanted me to see so I can be what you wanted me to be
And I think I've seen it, I don't feel the same
Matter of fact I know I have seen it I can feel the change
it's strange almost got me beating down your door
But I have never known love like this before

It's a wonderful feeling to get away from the pain
And up under the ceiling I get away from the rain
And the strain that I feel when I'm here is gone
I know real so I wipe away the tear it's on
Faith grew a bit stronger on that January day
When an ounce of heartache slipped away

"To Be Continued...."

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 21.07.2012

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