Poem -

Another way

 Thanking You saved me from my self yet again. I would go spinning off in sin. setting myself up for destruction. Drowning myself with my own creation. You'd reach out your hands. And carry me through to dry land. Every time we go astray. Every mean word, we say. Every time we turn someone away. Will we realize before that day That Hurting each other is not the way Thanking you For Your Love has set me to right again. Frees me from these mortal chains. There nothing I can say or do. that could ever make it up to you. You make my heart feel brand new. Every time we go astray. Every mean word, we say. Every time we turn someone away. Will we realize before that day That Hurting each other is not the way Or realize it's you we are hurting this way Thanking you For grace and love was sent from above. the forgiveness you impart Mercy brought by a dove From god to our hearts. Our christ holy light from above. Every time we go astray. Every mean word, we say. Every time we turn someone away. Will we realize before that day That Hurting each other is not the way Or realize it's you we are hurting this way. Thanking you Forgiveness of our selfishness ignorance And Soften our hearts Taking false pride from our eyes So we can plainly see. And be the light we were meet to truly be. Every time we go astray. Every mean word, we say. Every time we turn someone away. Will we realize before that day That Hurting each other is not the way Or realize it's you we are hurting this way.  

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