In the shadows of the mind, it lurks unseen,
A silent storm, a ghostly scream...
In the sacred silence of this moment,
I kneel before you, my Lord...
The Devil doesn’t bargain,
He warps your thoughts to distortion...
In twilight's grasp, the world meets its demise,
Oh, Christian soul, who claims the sacred name...
For all the times I felt weak, defeated,
And the negative thoughts were louder...
Help me, O Lord, I implore,
To quell the demon at my core...
Gratitude for the little things, Done by God,
the blessings they bring, Often overlooked...
Count each blessing, however small,
From the heavens above, they gently fall...
Give thanks for small things, don't belittle,
The blessings God's bestowed, so true...
In the morn of days, when time was but young,
God’s gentle hands beheld, creation sung...
PRAISE HIM!!!
Praise HIM!!! because HE's Remarkable...
From the heavens you did descend by moonlight's...
to place your lighted touch in hearts, to know you...