Tameeka Smith


5: 17

So here I am Lord
Wanting You to do
A new thing in my heart
That will make me sing
Will let You know right from the start
I am far from perfect
This I admit
Coming to You
For a complete fix
Turning things over to You
Will help me to grow
It is the best choice
This I know
Before I know it
It will begin to show
5: 17 are two special numbers
Yes they make up my birthday
But they also mean
So much more
They belong to a beautiful scripture
From the Bible
For any person who is inspiring
To become a better human
Second Corinthians
Yes I am ready
For my new journey
With hope on my mind
And love in my heart
Here I am Lord
Ready to to take this huge step
Expecting greatness with Your help
It doesn't get better than this
The only thing that I feel
And it is so clear
To do Your Will

Submitted: Saturday, August 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

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