My Benediction by delano johnsonhttp://dclovetalk101.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-benediction-by-delano-johnson.html
My Benediction by delano johnsonhttp://dclovetalk101.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-benediction-by-delano-johnson.html
My funny addictions to money got me making relevant
Benedictions,
And I’m committed to my bethel
but the temple is my
Fiction,
See God to me is beauteous, and In my heart, yes it’s a fact that he exists.
Tell me
If you know his goodness, felt his glory, read his story,
this is not a game.
have you ever called upon him?
Then you know his name & must know his glory.
But
Have you ever prayed about it,
And felt like your open thoughts he left in vain?
Lucid words slip out yo mouth towards God because a hurt and pain.
But remember who you talking to,
Refrain
from letting yo’ worries drive you insane.
Empty promises to God, why do we play these games?
We offer lies in exchange, for immediate change.
Why do we say these things if tomorrow we just gon’ do the same?
Committing to an empty covenant and forgetting your name in the morning, only remembering it again when you mourning,
But he already know yo’ thoughts, He is the one who wrote yo’ story.
But I’m a believer in you God, I go to church every Sunday morning.
If you not stuck in the bleakness, than can I have all my true believers Balch for me, through my life I fell victim to my own weakness.
See,
cause I’m a sinner. I been a thief, I peddled drugs, I wore a ‘G’ as my title, and I never hesitated to use my gun.
Lord I have taken 3 or 4 of your
most beautiful ones, turned them into sluts Lord, I hope it’s okay that I’m being specific, but I know you know more than what I’m puttin’ in this benediction.
I hope that you can see, even through all this controversy that my heart is so benignant, and your mercy I’ll never forget it.
But I still do wrong, yet you keep handing out forgiveness. Forgive me Lord for not seeing your inner vision.
I even doubted your name when my grandma died, I was on my knees screaming for you to listen.
My life was already hard, with all my deficiencies and faded memories.
Lord I felt like you were not even payin’ a little black boy no attention.
But what you were doing at the time I could not see it,
you planted a harvest of seeds so that the best ,
I could be it.
Now when I pray my words I actually believe it,
I don’t have to question no phone line, he will receive it.http://dclovetalk101.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-benediction-by-delano-johnson.html