My Pain that cries from My SpiritA Poem by Praiser
As I live to die for you Jesus
God take my identity, as I die to live for others There to many people, who know me to see me and not you, where did I fell, for them not to see only you? When I thought my Praise was your dance, and my Worship was your poetry How could my heart Betray the likeness, from the Image of your beauty Where do I stand in hell pain? To shall your story Jesus That my cries cry, I`m one your best, to be victorious Where my Prayers is engage, to fight these fleshly warfare When spiritually there is already a battle, in the realm of my faith Sometime I don`t understand what I see When there so much more, about me unknown I found myself to be alone In a pain that cries out from my Spirit When I talk to you, God I`m not doing enough to please you, but one day I shall be Holy By Fredrick Pennix Aka Praiser the Show-Off Worshiper © 2011 Praiser |
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2 Reviews Added on November 18, 2011 Last Updated on November 18, 2011 AuthorPraiserLynchburge, VAAboutI write for God an I dance for him My group mime is call prodigious My hip hop Gospel group is movers and shakers , my Minstery name is Praiser the Show-off Worshiper more..Writing
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