The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth his handiwork.

Psalm 19. 1

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20 Jul 2015  

Straighten my halo, Lord,
teach me how to fly.
Show me spiritual knowledge,
I'll never ask why.
When evil rages.
They run in packs.            
Like wolves in the darkness,
God watch our backs.
Keep me separate.
Keep me clean.
A chosen vessel,
before my King.
I'm the apple of your eye,
my God.
Spread my wings.
So much I want to do for thee.
Show me spiritual things.
Straighten my halo, Lord.
Teach this vessel how to fly.
I'll make you so of proud of me.
You need not ask why.


By Jason Kirk Bartley


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