Abba father you are so graceful and merciful
I've sinned yet you have forgiven me even when I was lost you gave me strength during the storm you guided me
Where would I be?
When I was thrown out you had your angels surround me and Mead me places to help other's and build onto my testimony
Oh where would I be ?
Even in the pysch ward
They could not hold me
Because you said "My child you do not belong here."
Where would I be ?
Without your guidance , your wisdom knowledge and understanding
To discern that what I witnessed as a child was wrong
But you kept so I wouldn't let go
You lead me to your sanctuary Hallelujah!
I thank you and lift you up
Because without you I am nothing
Oh where would I've been?
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My Tongue Is A Pen Of A Ready Writer
PoetryHere are a collection of poetry I have written within my teenage years, early adult life . I hope you all enjoy.
