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A serious talk between a Father and son. |
Don’t Fuck With Me God! You said many are the ways of a man It’ll lead him to where he can’t stand Now I try to live within your grace Yet I find myself, in this place. Don’t Fuck with me God, I love you true. But where you lead, leaves me in two. Am I your son or have I been bought After the efforts all nights sought. I need to know, please answer this prayer There’s hearts out here! Still unaware Could be hers, and then, it could be mine It’s your true guidance so hard to find You gave me your gifts, this much is true I’m so helpless, I know nothing to do. So please dry these tears in my eyes It’s really not some a clever disguise My heart is breaking, My eyes fill with rain I can’t hardly stand n' endure this pain I do not know who I am or what's the plan Am I your son, or just some man. Help me Dear Father. Help me along I promise one day to sing you a song. Help me dear Jesus! Help me to see! The real man you wanted to be!. Am I like David? Is this what he did? Crying in anguish of all that was hid! Help my God. Help my Lord! Help me put away my sword. I need you right now, no friend can save me. Fill me again, the love you once gave me Show me my way and how it is done Show me your way, this just ain’t no fun Trust in You. I hope it’s true! My eyes are red, my heart is blue. Help me with this gift you gave Help me “get it’ before the grave. |