Thank
you God for loving me.
When
I was born you gave me nothing.
I turned
my back, and yet he never left me.
Now
I know it was a test, to see the outcome of my score.
You
changed every situation for me, so I can get pass those trouble time that made
me astray.
Like
a men without oar trying to navigate in one direction.
No
more fighting the days, saying that “I’m wishing that those days will never be the
same.
Thank
you God for loving me.
From
a boy lost on a path, to man who stands strong.
Learning
every day, you made a great man say “they try to cut my wing but wisdom fills
many things”
I’m
not that same lost boy that didn’t embrace; I’m that man holding a strong
flame.
Thank
you God for loving me.
This
is where I make my stand, fighting evil doers.
I live
my life the best I can, but mistakes come and go.
Thank
you God for loving me.

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