I wonder why I have to be right
In everything I do?
From everything, To EVERY thing
Makes things so hard to do
It saps your will, and makes one tired
Oftentimes, afore one begins
These kinds of thoughts just get one mired
Why am I this kind of being?
Despite what Jesus did on the cross
Where he hung and suffered terribly
He has done ALL upon the cross
There’s no more need to fight so horribly
As Jesus has already justified
In pain, humiliation and sorrow
But Grace and Mercy is his Light
It is in him I need to wallow
When will I know I’m not the boss
Grace and Mercy comes from above
God’s favour simply flows and flows
When will I decide to accept the love
That God has given from above
skittles
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