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Mar 2015
I'm too blessed
And too favored right now
To be in my bed
And not in a jail cell
The Lord heard my plea
He heard my cry
It was remarkable
It could've been more than a ticket
It could've been a mugshot
All over the internet
I could've been in handcuffs
But The Lord saved me
They said they wouldn't tell my job
Cause The Lord saved me
The Lord said that this night will not hender my chances to be someone
And my job on this earth is not over yet
And that I need to cleanse
I need to be clean for a while
I need to be careful for a while
I have to be sensible for a while
Open up my mind to a new found sobriety
I am lost and now I'm starting to see
That everything starts with a dream
Don't ever stop believing
In Jesus name I pray
Amen
When you get into trouble it really puts things into perspective about what you should be thankful for
FionaGrape
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FionaGrape  NeverNeverLand
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