Sleeping in beds of delay.
Praying that he’ll make a way.
Fighting only taints the day.
Of blood and mud and old decay.
Satan looks at us as prey.
Succeed at leading us astray.
Smite our lives to make us pay.
Of light from heaven does convey,
The Holy spirit we must obey.
Soft as God? Or hard as clay.
Determine if you go or stay.
Your soul your heart, redeem the day.
Written by Kadeen
( Kadeen loves writing poems and views it as a sort of therapy.
She likes to sing and her favorite color is yellow :))