God loves me,
This I know.
When I was miles from Zion,
at the end of heaven
You looked down
in search of me.
My life was precious
in your eyes.
My survival was your mission.
You said, I was you anointed
and all that desired to take my life
are miserable and cursed.
God loves me.
And I know this.
-Zarach
No comments:
Post a Comment