rhymarhyma
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- May 26, 2014
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I've been called hypocritical, yet I find it kind of odd
people mad at God who say they don't believe in God...
Child...why do you scream out in vain/ Crying while denying that you have any pain/ Reining thunderclouds from deep behind your mind/ Anger is a lie whose truth you're never going to find/ You curse and you cuss and you fuss at my name/ and you push me away, yet I love you the same/ Blame me if you must, just try and understand/ no man stands between all the glory I have planned/ So cast up your wrath, throw me all your hate/ for like the loving Father...patiently, I wait...
Thinking analytical, I see the need it pleases
people mocking Jesus who say they don't believe in Jesus...
One can't cease and desist the love and peace they resist/ for who truly makes fun of that which doesn't exist/ Insisting Christ is merely a fabrication/ only really proves a person's own confirmation/ There's a suffocating need to be loved and to feel/ and that need would not come out over something not real/ Time and space and wasted breath/ longing to live before the cold taste of death/ Heartless words being spoken about a cross on a hill/ A heart can be broken...but the cross never will...
He who always will be is and always was/ so pray like it matters...because it does...
people mad at God who say they don't believe in God...
Child...why do you scream out in vain/ Crying while denying that you have any pain/ Reining thunderclouds from deep behind your mind/ Anger is a lie whose truth you're never going to find/ You curse and you cuss and you fuss at my name/ and you push me away, yet I love you the same/ Blame me if you must, just try and understand/ no man stands between all the glory I have planned/ So cast up your wrath, throw me all your hate/ for like the loving Father...patiently, I wait...
Thinking analytical, I see the need it pleases
people mocking Jesus who say they don't believe in Jesus...
One can't cease and desist the love and peace they resist/ for who truly makes fun of that which doesn't exist/ Insisting Christ is merely a fabrication/ only really proves a person's own confirmation/ There's a suffocating need to be loved and to feel/ and that need would not come out over something not real/ Time and space and wasted breath/ longing to live before the cold taste of death/ Heartless words being spoken about a cross on a hill/ A heart can be broken...but the cross never will...
He who always will be is and always was/ so pray like it matters...because it does...
