My Tent

Memories of good times
gold rings that shine

God I am thankful
Jesus I am grateful

Those who worship other gods
your hearts should be shameful
struck painful from the rod
the day of the year was odd

Darkness fell over the land
carried out spiritual plans
lay low through holy events
capture the lords intent

Better days are coming
the saints remain content
the reintroduction to life
our bodies are just for rent

The supplement of Christ
my pen begins to vent
praise to the almighty God
I now return back to my tent

Written By: Desia Scales (Alien Artform)