I think about the waves of time and how they roll
across my shoulders.
thinkin no clock is gonna get the best of me.
Minutes threaten through the
years. to carve wrinkles with my tears. Across
the face with straining eyes
to see..They're looking for the peace that passes
all understanding. In a
world so crazed with fear. They say that I am
much to demanding to want
a better place than here. So I'll go unto visions
of the prophets claim to me
and I'll dream of Heaven the promise in which I
believe. Was made by the
Father...sealed by the blood....with the promise
of spirit. My victory is
won. Outside are dogs and scoffers. who mock my
very soul. They steal
the Joy of the promise I own. But I will not be
shaken from the rock that
cleaves to me. I have searched the world and
found. there's one thing I
need. it's the.. Won't no lion catch me sleepin.
Not not in the darkest
night. Can I say the same for you?
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