I come to you at the eleventh hour
'Cause you are my last resort.
Ashamed 'cause I know that you have the most power
Yet, Lord reaching to you I always fall short.
I come to you at the eleventh hour,
'Cause I have nowhere to go.
'Cause I feel alone and beaten down
'Cause of black and blue on my torso.
I ask that you forgive me my shortcomings,
I ask that you open my eyes so I can see.
Through these hard times and through my troubles,
Between the devil and the dark blue sea.
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“Ask and it will be given
to you; seek and you will find;
knock and the door willbe
opened to you. For everyone
who asks receives; the one
who seeks finds; and to the
one who knocks, the door
will be opened.”
Matt: 7:7-8
The more you pray,
the easier it becomes.
The easier it becomes,
the more you will pray
Mother Teresa
Prayer has a mighty power
to sustain the soul in every
season of its distress
and sorrow.
Charles H. Spurgeon
God will either give you
what you ask, or
something far better.
Robert Murray M’ Cheyne
Pray, and let God worry.
Martin Luther
Don’t worry about anything;
instead, pray about
everything.Tell God what you
need, and thank Him
for all He has done.
Phil. 4:6
“Those who believe in God
and serve God
through His son, Jesus Christ
God will answer their prayers!”
_-Van Prince
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Most of us go to the Lord at the last moment…as a last resort..
Stay blessed
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Beautiful piece
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Thank u
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Amen!
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Are any of your poetry on audio?
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not yet.
considering:)
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Do!๐
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