Saturday, 29 May 2021

No matter what…πŸ™πŸ½❤️

If tears run down my cheek
I know the Father is there, and do not feel bleak.

When others shout out hate 
I know the Father will protect me, distilling there fate.

When I feel low
I know the Father shall pick me up,
And when I go slow, knowing the work needs to get done 
He will provide me with sttength, when others want me glum.

When clicking on my phone 
I know there are serotonins which keeps me enticed,
Yet there is always time for prayer, that’s where we are precise.

πŸ™πŸ½

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