Will we ever stop to praise and thank you Love,
as we muddle through our days?
We are consumed by idol worship,
addicted to the current craze.
You are the creator of all things, thus,
we are instructed to believe;
but it's much too hard a concept,
for us to accept or conceive.
The Alpha and Omega are calling...
the power from which we came;
all else is destined to vanish, only love,
in the end, will remain.
Unaware of where we are headed,
opened eyes that cannot see...
deceived by worldly pleasures,
do we really want to be set free?
By Milton L. Delgado
June 5, 2018
May 25, 2019
May 25, 2019 at 2:17 PM UTC
Will we ever stop to praise and thank you Love,
as we muddle through our days?
We are consumed by idol worship,
addicted to the current craze.
You are the creator of all things, thus,
we are instructed to believe;
but it's much too hard a concept,
for us to accept or conceive.
The Alpha and Omega are calling...
the power from which we came;
all else is destined to vanish, only love,
in the end, will remain.
Unaware of where we are headed,
opened eyes that cannot see...
deceived by worldly pleasures,
do we really want to be set free?
By Milton L. Delgado
June 5, 2018
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