Precious Lord
You are the Precious Lord, Savior and King that always Reigns.
Some days Life seems impossibe to keep going on in this Life.
But other times, I feel that strength, that You fill Me up with.
So on those certain Days , I know that You have Bless Me God.
Still it seems that the more that I pereservere here on the Earth.
The struggles become harder to Overcome , here on the Earth.
On those occasions, I just shut up on just keep Praying to You.
Even through the Anger that starts pumping deep within Me.
Praying at those very times for You to do A Miracle within Me.
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