Treasure Island

Coker George

(6/13/85 / Monrovia, Liberia (American))

Living As God Favored


As I walk I feel the presence of God
No matter how uncertain I may feel at times, I know he is with me
When you have blessings coming from all places, that's the favor of God
Looking back, when I could have and should have lost my way, I had the favor of God

The Scripture says, the will of God will not take you,
Where the grace of God will not protect you and that's a fact
God is good and life is easy when you know you have the favor of God

Submitted: Sunday, December 02, 2012
Edited: Monday, December 03, 2012
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