Posted in Poetry, Recovery, Spirituality, Writing

NO ANGEL

I have a song no angel in heaven can sing
The blood gave me life, the blood got me clean
He did it for you and me, all saints rejoice
I am redeemed, I have unspeakable joy
I smile in the valley of the shadow of death
I praise Him on high with every living breath
Somebody ought to be glad,  lift up your hands
God raised Jesus from the dead to wash away sin
I was cleansed with blood, thick murky and red
Dripping down His face, THORNS on his head
I never knew what it meant, to be heaven sent
To have a Holy Spirit I can call my best friend
They call Him Prince of Peace, King of Kings
The blood gives me a song no angel can sing
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Son of a preacher. College graduate in Mass Communications. Photographer. Writer. Creative. Innovative. Lyricist. Child of God. Lion Hearted Lamb. Addict.

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