Get me out of here, but not too soon
Let me roam just one more moon
Glory to the King of Kings
A song for You my heart does sing
I've been beat down and held up
Asked for the removal of this cup
Shaken by God and by man
Bloody over and over again
I was born to be royal, made to be free
BUT I WAS TORN! ! ! When that Devil lied to me.
Silence Devil and talk no more
Praise the Hand that Has closed that door. ]
Who has the power? MY SWEET LORD! ! !
WHO HAS ALL GLORY? MY SWEET LORD
My arms outstretched towards you
Heart beats because of you
I can feel You all around me
I can see You almost blindingly
Never binding....
So I cry HOLD ME! ! ! !
So alive and still alive.
Think is the air around me
OOWEEE! ! ! !
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My Lord, My Savior, God's only Son
So RUN..... RUN DEVIL RUN! ! !
He Beat you Again and Again and AGAIN! ! ! !
If I cried out for more.
I have gone beyond my years in this love.
This Love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem