GLUED UP N’ PLASTERED STATUE

GLUED UP N’ PLASTERED STATUE

GLUED UP N’ PLASTERED STATUE 


Piece by piece I'm being put back TogetherPiece by piece I thought neverBut even if I don't want itThis is becoming truePiece by piece I'm being put back togetherFor The LORD makes me new
I'm filth I'm garbageI don't deserve anythingBut even nowI'm stillAnd the LORD lives in meI'm a burden And a sinnerBut The LORD kills my bluesI'm being put back togetherBecause my heart the LORD steals
So trouble and weaknessMay all come my wayBut I have The LORDS forgivenessEach time I prayAnd though even still I don't deserveNo Grace at allThe LORD Gave me that giftThrough the death of HIS SON
I praise you LORD and forgive all thatHate because you're my rockAnd my strength My reason to brave 

Comments
Corina B.

I like your poem, Mijo, except for filth and garbage part! You are very precious and God's masterpiece that continues to improve and shine day by day!!

Love, 

 

Mom