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Feb 2015
Praying on your knee’s
The struggles that are all around
It seems shackles and chains have me bound
But I kept my praises in stand up
My soul being Heaven close up
A drink of joy being my sweet cup
My praises that shout out
The blessings in what I am talking about
Heaven only knows
It is faith in what shows
Blessings come when you least expect
But don’t take it as God neglect
God’s has how own plan in movement within his elect
But you can be assured when the praises to up
Blessings will come down
But your faith must be of solid sound
No cutting corners being around
Step on God’s secrete ground
Praises go up with your thoughts that don’t let up
Blessings come down with having faith that spreads around
Blessings with praises that shows, and understanding salvation that helps you carry the tow.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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