Im going home

by Lindsay   Jan 9, 2006


This place I dreamt of, this place I would soon come to Love. This place where I would have no worries and would never know the feeling of sadness. When I grow old and weary, and my time on earth is soon up I look unto the heavens, at last I come into the promisland, your sanctuary. I rise above overwhelming in your presence. I closed my eyes, and slowly drifted away in your arms. All the sins and imperfections I once burdened was lifted off of me. I gave my life unto the lord.
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