Heavenly Father full grace
The Earth's turning desolate
We run but it's a losing race
We always fuss and debate
From sunrise to sunset
We're caught in the net
Of invisible wickedness
And it seems nobody cares
Lord I ask what is my purpose?
Why does it feel I always lose?
Each time I get that close
It boils down to another choice
I know you said it won't be easy
But this is really beyond crazy
Do I have to put my life on hold?
While blessings are turning cold?
Chosen for a time such as this
I don't think I can give in like that
My blessings I will not miss
I'm not gonna live with regrets
©lenni-x
L