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poem by:
Marcus blessed Sims
Written
on Dec 14, 2016
Even when Im grieving I never stop believing In the one always breathing And always seeing The followers of whos leading The nations in all seasons And the Christians and heathns Position and seated To hear the true meaning About the Lord his love his reason To put all your faith and trust in his son Jesus When every man sleep the Lord be up Every chance we speak I feel his love From the hand that be from the one above And the only one from the land who can judge Because hes the only one perfect amongst all of us Untill the day he start calling us
Tags: faith, inspirational, encouraging, pain,
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Lakiesha Cole commented:
Enjoyed this poem, some people will stop believing when they grieve. But thats the time when we build our faith in the Lord.
Edward shields
commented:
Try rapping?
