"His Strength Within" - written on 2/15/04
    You can try to put other things,
        in His place within.
           Nothing can replace that strength,
              and that love where it has been.
                 His strength within,
                    can not be replaced by materialism.
                       The strength He delivers to,
                           those who don't worship imperialism.
                              Try to kill it, see how good you are,
                                  you will be awakened to truth.
                                     His strength within,
                                        placing strength in me.
                                           If you listen to, that whisper,
                                               you will see.
                                                   Let Him show you, that strength within.
                                                      He helps us this way, so we don't sin.
                                                          His strength within, helps me get over my sin.
"In Love, From Above" ----
---- written on 2/15/04
    From above, in love,
Wings of protection, holding,  brings. I spend nights in bed, have held onto Him, through-
love, from above, He has held
pray, I am lost in this land.
trust in You, God. With you in
Lord Jesus, comfort me, from
hours, I look up, tears fall, I
above, I trust you, Your love.
He is there, spreading wings.
me through the torture this life
shedding so many tears. But I
out these nights and years. In
my hand. Lord, stay with me, I
But with you, I am not lost, I my heart, I can travel this sod. above, in love. In my saddest see a dove. In love, from
"Sometimes, I Ask Why?" - written on 2/15/04
                                                                                                    Lord, I know I'm your child,
                                                                                               I know you are always there.
                                                                                            But sometimes, I ask why,
                                                                                         I go through hard times here.
                                                                                      Lord, why do I feel sometimes,
                                                                                   I do not exist?
                                                                                It kills me inside, sometimes,
                                                                             that I feel I'm on noone's list.
                                                                          I know I'm on
Your list,
                                                                                               I know I am important to you.
                                                                                            And knowing this in my heart,
                                                                                         keeps me from being blue.
                                                                                      Should I change how I am,
                                                                                    Lord, or not?
                                                                                 No, I know you love me,
                                                                             You created me, I love you a lot.
                                                                          Hold me, Lord Jesus,
                                                                      I don't like feeling this way.
                                                                   I will keep looking to You,
                                                                and I will pray.
                                                            Sometimes, I ask why,
                                                        but, I see that dove fly.
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