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Jul 2016
My praises used to be within
But that was the past from then
My raised hands came down
I was long salvation bound
There was no singing being the sound
The falling weight felt like a pound
I turned away from God’s praying hands
I became part of the Devil’s band
I was Evil that won out
As to why happened, it’s nothing to talk about
The fact, I have fallen from grace
It was that Devil who approached
It was that same Devil that called the Lord a joke
I questioned my own Faith
What do I Believe?
What happened to my commitment and responsibility to God?
I knew I had to come back from being fallen
I felt I was now a villain
This is not what the Lord wanted me to be
Heaven observes and I know they can see
Yet I have fallen from grace
It’s going to be a long road back
Somehow I will have to back track
I am God’s human creature that shouldn’t settle for that
But I must find how I will get back
Fallen from grace, but only for the moment
I will eventually return to Heaven’s voice
But a lot of praying and forgiveness being my choice
Fallen, but I need to stand up
From, one on one redemption
Grace, God never left me
I need my Faith to be responsive and secure
God being the almighty, and having the spiritual cure
Fallen on while and heaven’s voice bringing me back with encouragement being the style.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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