selfish despair

January 24, 2016

What is life but a whisper in the wind?

What is happiness but a selfish endeavor?

What is love that one should die, to take the place of you and I?

When tough times come and good things go why do we despair it so?

For we deserve nothing but death, but get the chance at righteousness.

So selfish are we to think that we should be our own majesty.

For as we walk and keep on running it's not for us to decide the earning.

When troubles come we should look ahead and remember what our Savior led.

He gave His life so perfect that we could have life, so make it worth it.

Use the problems use the pain to help each other to grow for the King.

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