Monday, July 18, 2005
Hi Jesus.
aye, I'm at fault.
will You forgive me?
will She forget?
will I let it go?
I just don't know what to do!there's nothing to hide or take pride.
and I'm too afraid to face it up.
HELP!
I am choking on my words.
can't trust anyone but You now -
'cos you wont tell on me.
what would You do if You're in my shoes?
if I apollogise, what will it mean?
may I have the strength to carry on.
and soar in Your precious name.
like the falling leaves, set me free!
no I won't run nor will I conceal this infamy.
FAITH. is what I'm made of.
8:05 AM;
