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Really, the fear could get so real You can almost feel its pulse You want to agree with your heart beat As the giants shout loud your name Trembling seems like a voluntary action Though you reject this certificate of weakness They say “run today, fight tomorrow” Wow, I hear “keep running loser” Cos’ tomorrow will soon become today See, pacing back and forth in tears doesn’t mean weakness It means, you’re too smart not to sit down in it Of a truth, these giants are bigger than the ‘you’ outside But tinier than even the toes of the ‘Father’ inside And knowing the depth of the Father’s love for you! If I were you! I’ll look up, call Daddy!! Believe He heard me, Put my faith in the sling of work, Shoot my best, and leave the rest. - David Omodunmiju
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Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 4:35 AM UTC
FAITH IN THE SLING
Really, the fear could get so real You can almost feel its pulse You want to agree with your heart beat As the giants shout loud your name Trembling seems like a voluntary action Though you reject this certificate of weakness They say “run today, fight tomorrow” Wow, I hear “keep running loser” Cos’ tomorrow will soon become today See, pacing back and forth in tears doesn’t mean weakness It means, you’re too smart not to sit down in it Of a truth, these giants are bigger than the ‘you’ outside But tinier than even the toes of the ‘Father’ inside And knowing the depth of the Father’s love for you! If I were you! I’ll look up, call Daddy!! Believe He heard me, Put my faith in the sling of work, Shoot my best, and leave the rest. - David Omodunmiju
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Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 4:35 AM UTC
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