Syndication11 Aug 2008 - 04:56:35 am
A poor child-the 6th
I feel how He is close to me.
I love Him.
I feel how I 'm afraid of Him.
But I love Him.
I try to escape from Him.
BUT though I do, I flee to Him.
I feel as though I'm a poor child,
Who wrongs the other but then,
He cries 4 him.
He begs the mercy & love of him.
I want to secure myself like this poor child.
For if He will not give me what I desire,
What all desire,
I won't reach the sweetness of life
The sweetness of soul
I love Him.
I feel how I 'm afraid of Him.
But I love Him.
I try to escape from Him.
BUT though I do, I flee to Him.
I feel as though I'm a poor child,
Who wrongs the other but then,
He cries 4 him.
He begs the mercy & love of him.
I want to secure myself like this poor child.
For if He will not give me what I desire,
What all desire,
I won't reach the sweetness of life
The sweetness of soul
The sweetness of everything
I love you God
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