my testimony, in nonrhyming poetry:
my body tells a story,
that you will never know.
my body says it all,
more than words ever could.
my words don't do justice,
to the glory of God,
when i wanted to die,
when i was so sick i thought i would surely die,
He said, "NOT YET, YOU STILL HAVE WORK TO DO."
He brought me out of the caves.
The darkness told me i would never be warm,
but God covered me with His blanket of love
and revealed His plan for me.
Restored to life, i am a new creation
i am whole again
Glory to God
my body tells a story,
that you will never know.
my body says it all,
more than words ever could.
my words don't do justice,
to the glory of God,
when i wanted to die,
when i was so sick i thought i would surely die,
He said, "NOT YET, YOU STILL HAVE WORK TO DO."
He brought me out of the caves.
The darkness told me i would never be warm,
but God covered me with His blanket of love
and revealed His plan for me.
Restored to life, i am a new creation
i am whole again
Glory to God
