Exodus

He grants me the abillity to move my pen ever so gently.

As in a cool breeze, with the slightest of ease,is it not a miracle how my Lord feeds me without an umbilical cord.

When I am in need of drink, the water falls,when I am on the brink he breaks down the walls.

There is no such thing as sinless or innocent,we all bow down to his eminence

This is an emphasis on the hyprocrite,repent get right or face eternity in the firey pits......."Exodus"