Faith is asking do you believe

When sex never had an ideal of a touch

It was beyond infinities, that God was his own words

Unsearchable struggles hidden to be a secret

Your deepest thought of your mind

It’s just a root

To keep your mistake a neighbor of your past

When the devil is after everything you have

The question is not why he still lives

At the end of judgment day, he will die

And the souls, who is a thug for their own pride

Who has something against Jesus?

Because they don’t believe, he is the son of God

Religion, that is not sure of opinion

 Was the Bible written by man?  

Who wasn’t there or the men, God choose to speak through

How many times do we lie a day, when our words,are not line up with God?

When it was his inspiration that spoke to write

Was there a man in the beginning before there was light?

Who wrote the Bible?

When Adam and Eve, was not the first people on earth

But the first people God choose

What is the first thing God ask us to do?

Believe

 

 By Fredrick Pennix

         AkA Praiser the Show-Off Worship