You are the God that keeps His promises
My God has opened my eyes and I can see
I believe
You prepare a table before me
In the presence of my enemies
You anoint my head with oil
I believe
No need for me to toil
My cup runs over
I’m so blessed to be your daughter
I believe
You are my God the Father
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2 comments:
I know the verse that this comes from and I love that you did such a wonderful job with this poem. You have an amazing ability to write.<3
Thank you for your encouragement. <3
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