You are the sovereign holder to refute the fall,
That blessed feeling
The one which holds
No amount of money can describe, nor unfold.
I love you Lord
You bring us together;
Admittance of brokenness and frail turns
God the almighty, the one who discerns.
Bring me closer to you Lord
I love you so….so much,
I want you endlessly, your strength and reassuring touch.
Your blessings are real
Especially when you accepted a wretch like me,
Making us feel worthy, where we were once blind…and now can see.
Thank you for your kindness
Thank you for simply being you,
When others would leave us for dead, you’ll bring us our daily bread.
Our hand holds yours
And the blessings do arrive,
Staying blessed with the Father, the glory he offers shall make you alive.
Jason
24th October 2022
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