BR ( / Cleveland, Ohio USA)

Epistle To Whom My Soul Belongeth

ABBA YAH!
My feet nearly veered from the christian path
And onto the road of your certain wrath
For all things there is a season
Even when all escapes logic and reason

Forgive me for all presumptuous sins
And the myriad of secret sorrows held within
An unrighteous lifestyle was short-lived
A new christian life, JESUS forgives

No one knows but you and I
About the sleepless nights I've cried
Patiently for you my soul waits
Your omnipotence I appreciate

Lord, there are times when I crave your touch
My family and I need you so much
We have no one else to turn to
Besides every living thing depends on you

Grant me clemency and mercy
For your holiness I am thirsty
On your very essence I thrive
It's the only way I can survive

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