The
inconsistencies in my life tell a story of unworthiness....
But the
writing in the book tell me that I am loved by he who is worthy....
The
revelations unseen not by you but by me ask me to cross an ocean with out a
raft, ....
Climb a
mountain without a rope....
Walk a
mile with out sight ....
Because
you are my guide....
....
But I
hide my shame beneath the shadow of your wings....
I
shield my face from your glory for I am wretchedly unclean....
Lord
forgive this disposition of mine free me from my sublimed mind....
....
There
is uneasiness inside of me....
I hear
the swords clanging, the angle’s wings flapping ....
The
battle belongs to the Lord....
Two
worlds are colliding; fierce is the onslaught for me....
But I
am yours and you are mine and forever my first love you will be....
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