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Where am I at after the fall?
Where am I at after the fall?
My mistakes judge me harshly
Still I hear a gentle call.
Calling me to bended knees
Forgiveness by grace comes the gentle breeze.
Still another day with more mistakes
Fallen from Grace
Tears run down my face
I am back where I started
Corrupted thoughts bind me.
I hear a voice whispering.
Each thought deeply blistering.
How do I carry all this weight?
Each day I make a new mistake.
My life needs a new beginning
The voices in the womb of my mind still uttering
Melodies of sinful pleasures interrupting
The beautiful voice barely whispering
Falling silent over the loud music rumbling
Through my car stereo
I try to push the button off
But I’m stumbling.
Imprisoned by the clique surrounding me
Speaking weightless words,
That decay the inner man in me
Closing , pressing till I can not breathe
Living empty when the Word of God
Gives plenty.
The sound of many voices poisoning me
Bringing me down to a fallen state
My mind can not survive another mind-rape
The enemies darts fly right passed me
I have nothing solid to shield me from this ongoing attack!
Armor I haven’t to protect me, from the front or back!
No time left to sit down & read
Something to edify me spiritually.
But I have some time left to turn on the tube
Watching filthiness, corruption, men & women nude.
Ahh, it’s ok to watch MTV showing
Another movie with a PG13 rating.
Still these voices in my head
Even as I lay down in bed, voices still debating.
Am I spiritually dead?
