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Religious Freestyle


Religious freestyle By . R.p. Stevens Arise shine stand up tall For the light has come to you divinely above all And the glory from up high on the throne shall rise A true word spoken has power to provide As i walk thru the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil with each foot step Remain thankful In all things until my last breath Good , bad, right or wrong its all a heavinly test The Lord is my Shepard i shall not want The rod and staff have power but do not flaunt He gives me every need and does not taunt The battle is in the mind where the unclean haunt Leads me to still waters has me lie I green pastures The chief of all sinners i still create disaster All of my righteousness is mercy from the master It seems its Just a plan to get me to heaven faster. Oh you teachers who teach others do you teach yourself? Or swear against idols but some temples for wealth? Do you say thou shall not steal and yet steal yourself? Or condemn adultery tho in lust your heart melts Do you think of yourself better cause you uphold the law? when in reality its you who creates the brawl judge and condemn others its you who falls Only God can judge man and it comes to us all It means nothing if outwardly a man is circumcised tho inside all that lies is evil he perverts in pride while the one not circumcised heart hurts and crys is grafted in by the fruits his hard work provides So what people in position really need to do Is Know The Lords is blasphemed because of you This is scripture that I quote Romans Chapter 2 translation, NO WONDER THE WORLD HATES GOD BECAUSE OF YOU ~~~~~ Lost as i can be on the verge of insanity Heart broken and confused corrupted in vanity Mind racing from the potions of witchcraft and sorcery the battle i can't lose its the War for me So even now in the midst of enemies anoint me with oil and prepare my table with Potion that spoils I know The true meaning of magic as it bubbles and boils I will not lie In the truth For my faith ill stay loyal Suffering everyday struggling with my addictions The burden is mine alone dealing with this affliction The Lord chastises my heart and places conviction To repent Is a premonition The prediction of vision For years the demons powdered in potions and showered me With strong drink and sour weed in hopes to devour me But i will be undoubtedly thankful and bow a knee Cause now The salary from calvery empowers me hourly There's legions of demons that's screamin for reasons Too be in the season of treason that we in But teachers pastors evangelists and prophets Apostles and angels with Jesus can stop this I've heard the saints cry I've seen the angels fly Witnessed evangelists in the streets arrive Watched the prophets speak toungues as they prophesize Even had some true Apostles Come Too me and provide See the demons still arrive As angels in disguise Lie cheat steal kill destroy and deprive But thats what some spirits do in hopes our faith will die And fall victim To another one of Lucifers lies I thank God i never died in the devils lonely lies For years I lived in constant sin Lost soul of useless nothing heavenly deprived I can't deny i felt surprised when i myself realized On my knees is where i fell as i knelt And cried.. Just trying something different.. I think I might be on to a new way of sharing the word...
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