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poem by: Marcus blessed Sims
Written on Dec 14, 2016

Even when Im grieving 
I never stop believing 
In the one always breathing 
And always seeing
The followers of whos leading 
The nations in all seasons
And the Christians and heathns
Position and seated
To hear the true meaning 
About the Lord his love his reason
To put all your faith and trust in his son Jesus
When every man sleep the Lord be up
Every chance we speak I feel his love
From the hand that be from the one above
And the only one from the land who can judge
Because hes the only one perfect amongst all of us
Untill the day he start calling us

 

Tags: faith, inspirational, encouraging, pain,

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Lakiesha Cole commented:
Enjoyed this poem, some people will stop believing when they grieve. But thats the time when we build our faith in the Lord.
Edward shields commented:
Try rapping?

 

 

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