Sunday 12 May 2019

It will work itself out

You may feel hard done by
Remember, God does not rest
Someone may put you through a trial
Yet our father has value in the test.

Before faith found me 
I hated the world
I said those words “why me?”
Now I see the hope in heaven
I now count to 3... or 7?

I hated my life
I hated those around
Strong words, especially when I am partly to blame
Hands up, God’s is the only one that can take.

My eyes would fill with remorse 
I had no one to talk to and felt alone 
At least with the lord almighty 
I now feel more like a warrior... Sloane x🙏🏽

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