My failures start to trip.
One's I've tailored with a grip!
I lose to my addictions!
Bruised by my affliction!
I start to groove all of the fiction!
I will win this great depiction!
A piece of art and diction!
The devil gets her licks in With words that prove to be so wicked.
I see through the winters fridgid burr and hear the hinges cringing words.
I'll be bridging to my faith and I await the devils lenchings.
Clenching to the baits of my addiction!
The tricks win with all it's hate!
While fate surely slips in.
The ship spins in the winds of the dead.
Words of red that jesus lips in and in sacrifice he forgives sins!
Eternal life that grips men and
Overcomes the pain and strife that nips stems.
Breaking branches where ranches fed!
Putting the hungry to bed with a weary head.
Then the satisfied are led in to a promised heaven. Astonished through all I had tread in!
My sins abolished by forgiveness of the savior whom braves us from within!
I give the Lord my trust as he forever saves us!
Going by the swords a must!
Don't let the word rust and swerve from being station!
I'm golden even when I'm folding in temptation.
The Lord is holding all creation with the love I've chastened.
Hastened and bored by the gusts!
I followed every laceing drawn upon the floor.
Waves are encasing upon the open shores!...