Poetry

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God is so deep in me that I cannot speak.
All i can do is simply shed a tear when he is near.
Feeling whatever it is that I am going through,
He calls on me to pray,
so that He can see me through.
Definitely touched with his grace,
I am always feeling His warm embrace.
How beautiful is He to love little old me.
How wonderful is He to allow me to have
a relationship with Him.
I am so humble to him,
that when I get down on my knees to pray,
I am no longer afraid.
I am free, free to be me.
Free from any enemy
that is trying to come toward me.
Free from my own enemy that lies within,
I call him sin.
Sin could make me or break me.
Sin could possibly be the death of me
but because God loves me,
He told sin to come from underneath me.
He told me that together we will fight the devil because he is not on our level.
He pretends to be bad when he is really a coward.
He lacks so much power.
I smile and said Thank You God, I am proud to be a survivor.
I am proud to have a lion in me named Jesus,
That the devil cannot devour.
I now know that God has all the power.

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