Praying, wondering if it’s going to be okay?
I look to you, love you for everything you bring
The harmony, the rejoice, the elevation
The sanctification, where we shall sing.
I pray for your guile
You are humbled in God’s love, when others make it fraught
The hope of eternal happiness is often Godly sought,
I look to you
Where else can I else can I search?
The beauty of finding this faith
Is that it dismisses anything from the Devil’s haste.
Jason
21st November 2022
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