Thursday, September 18, 2008

Sinners Heart - Poem

When sin comes through and passion runs like blood
Happiness I thought I once knew becomes blood of wine

I am wreck less, God loves me no more
Lies of lies become tears down a face
Sandals wore bare, my heart is broken

In my broken ness God picks me up
In the highest of heaven I see his face

God loves me forever and always

AMEN



Thanks for readin!
-Bray