Bless these feet to walk the road and confess with gleaming eyes whats told. For in the shadow I had left a worsening of my weakening flesh. Though for whats best, You rid me. You placed a heart of gold. Flowing from the cities of Jerusalem, a vision thats so bold. Now hand in hand we walk, my Dear, to broken souls who leave a stain. Their tired eyes are filled with fear yet fear dies in Your great Name.
Posted on: Fri, 14 Nov 2014 19:53:51 +0000