Its just about two things in reality. The single man of discontinuity and his love for his little brother. In the midst of the horror, the little brother painted his eyes black// Black as night, and hidden from sight, he keeps me in his arms, despite the thorns that harm...
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Be still my soul
Be still my soul
Grievances shall not hold you captive
Pride shall not hide your ears under tumors
Cancers of narcissism will not plague you
Will not save you
That curse will not take you
Anxiety shall not break your sanity
Fear shall not bring down the purity kept for you
The healing kept for you
The love kept just for you
Confusion shall not blot out the inherentance of wisdom
Anguish shall not take claim of the final victory
Neither loss
Neither blasphemy
Blasphemy shall not take truth out of Providence
Whether spoken by you
Whether spoken by the adversary
Shame shall not collect your heart and get away
Sorrow shall not tie down your iniquities to your identity
Poverty shall not damn your position
(despite what you are fighting in)
Suffering shall not throw you into a depth you cannot rise from
Apathy shall not steal from you the vibrancy committed to you
Unforgiveness shall not overpower the mandate of reconciliation
Anger shall not spoil the perfect seed planted in you
Violence shall not reign king over man
The King's name is Jesus
And this is his true-hope
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