The Real Reason for the Season
The real reason for the season. It’s not about the lights, the presents, or the Christmas tree.
It’s all about the man who gave His life for you and me.
The real reason for the season. It’s not about the lights, the presents, or the Christmas tree.
It’s all about the man who gave His life for you and me.
I submit to you is an excerpt from the book entitled, For the Love of God, A collection of praise and worship poems by The
This poem is an excerpt from the book entitled, For the Love of God, A Collection of Praise and Worship poems by The Prophetic Scribe.
Hiding your baggage that you think no one else can see. Coming to God with dirty hands on bent knee You were commanded to get rid of it long ago, But you examine it in secret where you think ]no one will know.
When I got saved, the Lord told me that I could not “perform” my Christian poetry. He was referring to the entertainment aspect of spoken word that I had perfected when I was doing “poetry” in the world.
I’m not your genie in a bottle or the god you call by name to grant your every wish. You quote your famous preachers on earth, but the revelation of my Word is what you miss.
You cannot take my life because
I lay it down willingly.
I give my life, so that you may live.
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