The darkness of your soul,
Wants to go home.
Can't stand the pain
And hurt anymore.
Jesus is slowly
Taking you away
To a much better
And brighter place.
The darkness of your heart,
Keeps tearing mine apart.
The love that God
Is trying to give,
You keep on turning
It away and having
One too many fits.
Don't know where
Our love stands,
I rather be in
God's holy land.
Amen...
©Cherisse Powers
04\09\16'
Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 7:16 PM UTC
The darkness of your soul,
Wants to go home.
Can't stand the pain
And hurt anymore.
Jesus is slowly
Taking you away
To a much better
And brighter place.
The darkness of your heart,
Keeps tearing mine apart.
The love that God
Is trying to give,
You keep on turning
It away and having
One too many fits.
Don't know where
Our love stands,
I rather be in
God's holy land.
Amen...
©Cherisse Powers
04\09\16'
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