A Prayer For The Lost Souls Of The Young May They Find There Way Poem by Priscilla Monroy
A Prayer For The Lost Souls Of The Young May They Find There Way
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the lord our souls he'll keep
And if one of us should die before we could see
That we could have been so much more
Then what we turned out to be
Forgive us O' Lord before this comes to pass
We are just living our young lives too fast
Our world is just filled with so much temptation
Is our generation with no hope 'Forsaken'
And if one of us should die before we awake
forgive us O'LORD for this world we did not make
very well written and very well said... i cant relate to all of it, , , good work ill be looking for more! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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4/25/2024 11:22:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A Greate sentment, really we are passing a tensed and tempered ways and it is too fast also, let us pray. Merry `X`Mas, Happy forthcoming Year.