INEEDGOD
I hold this belief deep in my soul.
Never leaving, never fleeting is his amazing love.
Everything is ok when he holds me in his palm.
Enduring faith through the obstacles of life.
Deliberately choosing him every second of every day,
Gifts that only could have been given to me by a higher power.
Obstacles seem small when I hold onto his hand.
Deep into his love I fall, deeper, deeper, deeper.
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