Restore Your Kingdom Poem by Skylark Woodrow

Restore Your Kingdom



My spirit is rent,
Tattered beyond repair;
Yet still I hope for healing,
And look forward to the day when there is no more pain or suffering.

O Lord, release us from such anguish,
Destroy all such plagues among us,
Vanquish any remnant of Sin and it's curses;
Take us to where you are that we may be free.

(2016.12.16)

Sunday, December 9, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: christian,freedom,healing,hope,pain,suffering
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