who am I?
Like a grain of sand on the shore?
Or the waves that holds it's Course?
Who am I?
The man I choose to be?
Or am I possessed by Love and it's Deeds?
Who am I to Speak?
With the worst past ever,
to speak in the presence of a Holy Endevor..
Who am I to Walk?
Down The streets of Gold,
Or the Ghetto where the Smile a kid touches me like soft petals.
I'm great full for who i am and whatever reason i was made..to know that is there is a Creator who loves me is better on the days that i feel like dirt.
But whatever reason i live when i remember of what you have made I consider myself and for that i praise
Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 11:24 PM UTC
who am I?
Like a grain of sand on the shore?
Or the waves that holds it's Course?
Who am I?
The man I choose to be?
Or am I possessed by Love and it's Deeds?
Who am I to Speak?
With the worst past ever,
to speak in the presence of a Holy Endevor..
Who am I to Walk?
Down The streets of Gold,
Or the Ghetto where the Smile a kid touches me like soft petals.
I'm great full for who i am and whatever reason i was made..to know that is there is a Creator who loves me is better on the days that i feel like dirt.
But whatever reason i live when i remember of what you have made I consider myself and for that i praise
