Even blessed and gifted,
The Lord utmost high,
despite what you think you shall break and then smile.
Lord you make me smile
You test me with the gifts you gave,
Through you I am no longer a slave.
You make me smile
For quite a while,
No form of intelligence can out do your worth
As you are the first and the last….and shall no burst.
You lift me with hope
You take away the tears,
You love me unconditionally
My sins have been forgiven irrefutably.
“We all have gifts.., just thank the Lord for them x”
Jason
13th October 2024
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