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Who am I? I never really understood Until before the devil I stood With one eye totally blind In my mind a many thought slide Who am I The question again As I shed tears in pain With my eyes so red I was scared Who am i? The son who calls mama to pray for him Or the son who knows his father? So why ask Mama to ask Papa When I am no toddler in dipper I need to do this myself I said As I tried to remember who I was Then Psm91 was all in my thought That was when I discovered my worth I am The son of the most high The one who was, who is, and who will be after all of this is gone The alpha and the omega The beginning and the end The first and the last The Rock of ages The I am that I am The omnipotent The creator of all that there is The only one God Then I thought again Luke 7:7 So I began to laugh at the devil As I prayed with Psm121 As I acknowledged the number 1 I then exercised my power as a son Then came a light brighter than the sun All I did was pray in the word And my eyes again saw the world Who are you?
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Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 7:37 PM UTC
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