In mysteries I stand in awe of who you are, Lord.
Like sheds of light that enlightened my soul, I seek to abort my sins in thy clouds of forgiveness.
My soul submerged in sorrows of what my hands have done, I sway in hope of finding thy never ending love.
Lord! Lift thy hands to thy children's sins that they may live in peace.
For the world swim in oceans of evil deeds, and bathe in streams of condemnation.
Their gratitude for living beyond today is returning more evil deeds to thee my Lord.
Forgive and let go of our soul on the verge of hell and bring back to life,
Our weary souls so that we may live as you have died for us.
Amen!.
Happy Sunday, fellas.
✍️ Patrick Ekong
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