Comments about Angela McCune
I Forgive You
Abstract thoughts of disbelief,
Heartache mounted by a wall therefore preventing me much needed relief.
Time has allowed sadness to grow feverishly throughout my days,
I bow to Jesus and fall gently to my knees to pray.
Glory to the King of Kings his greatest I lift,
I am thankful each moment for all my blessings are gifts.
I ask my father to forgive you for trespassing against me,
I know that God grants mercy and will bring me to victory.
I mourn your loss and feel pity for your soul,
And weep that you are not whole.
I see your shackles ...