Thy Will Be Done
Dawn breaks the night and so begins
Another day, mans love for sin
Blind are eyes that see no wrong
As sin inhales a soul not strong
Strength not measured by mass or muscle
But ignored as GOD is hustled
Out of classrooms and Court buildings
This push by man that goes unyielding
By grace it seems mankind survives
Another day, yet embraced are lies
That forge another route to death
Until of man theres nothing left
With these four words they could be won
If man just said " Thy Will Be Done "
Deny themselves to He who saves
Whose ransoms gift was blood His payed
My walk fragile and in my day
I'll seek the One who died and payed
For me to breathe and walk this Earth
To rise above and prove my worth
With prayer today when walk I do
Outside my church, I know He too
Walks with me bringing His reign
Upon our soul who lived once vain
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