Face that Fire
fighting the ways of man
Blind and lost in this land
with a soul twisted and torn
reach out to God & be reborn.
Break out and touch the sky
let the imprisoned spirit fly
seek whole hearted that true desire
God will light it like a bon fire.
Know that the enemy is alive and well
but don't let his boastful pride begin to swell
snare him in an abysmal trap
allowing the Angels to praise and clap
mount up on wings like falcons
only then true life begins
even if one man doubts you
his spirit will stick like glue
Remember when all else fails
God in heaven will prevail..
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