What I Want
I believe he alone can make me holly
The craps, the tough things, my fears, only his spirit makes me boldly
I can feel his touch in my heart within my body
It’s not a lie, this I know surely,
there is no fear in knowing he is coming shortly.
A place so bright so holly, not cold, but wormy, a place for the lucky
I wish that you don’t get confused, do not refuse,
you need to be close to him your hearts need to be fuse
You’re a vessel that needs to be used.
But the choice is yours, let it make you or let it break you
Just remember there is a promise of a breakthrough
And that is for those who are truthful, righteous and faithful.
For those who live according to the flesh,
have their minds set on what the flesh desires.
But those who live in accordance with the spirit,
have their minds on what the spirit desires. Rom 8:1
I consider that our present predicaments can’t be compared with the glory yet to be revealed in us
For the creation waits in eager expectation for the children of God Rom 8:18
So let’s reconsider, what your heart desire…
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