Without My Bible
Without my Bible
I become more fragile
With no wisdom
There is no system
A child with no direction
A man with no intentions
Love is no longer a feeling
It becomes more of just a saying
He tells you he loves you
But no longer wants to be with you
With no faith
There is more skaith
Believing in your dreams
Is now just a bad scheme
Without righteousness
There will be more spitefulness
Instead of helping
You’ll hear more crying
In order to find peace
The rejection must cease
The Lord know’s your reliable
That’s why he leaves you with this bible
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