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Author: Yourbutt
Fiction Rated: K - English - Spiritual/General - Published: 03-06-07 - Updated: 03-06-07 - Complete - id:2329761

Shall I rise
Beneath the waves of forgiveness?
Shall I breathe
The hope of the eternal?

The soft glow of your light
Swallows my fear of the unknown
And the kings in pride and might
Fall under the power of your throne

Shall I feel
Something that is untouchable?
Shall I believe
In something that I cannot see?

The blessing of endless adoration
Keeps me from falling below
My eyes open wide to the salvation
I stretch my wings and fly aglow

Shall I love
With all my heart and soul?
Shall I praise
The highest of the king of kings?

The feeling of pure grace
Elates my mortal mind
And I cannot wait to embrace
And feel my soul unwind

And so we walk blindly forward
With no trace of regret or fear
Until we meet our dear Lord
And all is wonderful and clear



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