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01-24-12, 04:47 AM
This poem I wrote in a very difficult time in my life. I came to realize that my tongue is evil. This was unnoticed most of my life for I grew up in a abusive home, it was normal to me. But in the outside world, working with God's children (for I'm one of them now) I discovered it can NEVER be normal, one of satans lies. May this poem bring glory to none other that our Lord and Saviour - Jesus Christ - Amen The Fight This battle seems to go on like it has no end I’m so tired and weary of keeping up my defend I have stricken you over and over, with my hardest blows But time and time, you gather your strength, only again to arose You have been with me, since I was a babe But your identity was revealed to me the moment I got saved You are a whole world dipped in wickedness, of corruption you know well The tongue can set your whole life ablaze that burns with fire straight from hell You are a thorn in my side, oh how can I ever pull you out You cause others harm on my account, in utter pain and despair I shout To my Lord and King, of all sinners, you will find me the worst For I hold a mouth that hurts others, consider my tongue cursed It squeals its way underneath my radar, I seem to never notice That I’m busy hurting someone’s feelings, I have lost all focus For I’m so caught up in my own mind, busy with my own thing That I never realize the harshness or what’s busy happening Oh throw me in a cave and cover up the hole For over my own tongue, I have lost all control Oh dear Jesus, I know that with time, all will be new But until then, this bitterness I have to chew Can I not spit my tongue out; it is the easy way it seems For I cannot bear one day longer with its evil schemes Oh dear Jesus, this battle is so hard for me to fight I can never do this on my own strength, on my own might Please make it disappear so that I can be spared to see All of the hurt my tongue cause my brother, my sister and me My words are out before I even get to realize Then with all control being lost another friendship dies It’s so very hard for me, for this is how my parents used to speak I grew up this way, but in the outside world they see me as a freak Oh Jesus, can you bind the evil of my tongue, never to speak it again Please save me from this curse, otherwise I will forever be condemn I share my pain with You, I know You understand my struggle For You say in Your word that You were also tempted by this trouble But You, dear Jesus, every temptation You overcame With Your blood, You washed away all of my shame Dear Lord, I plead with You, with all my heart Let others understand my struggle, I never meant any harm from the start I feel trapped like a mouse, stuck in a maize For I grew up speaking the way I do, oh how I wish this was only a faze But underneath all of my heartfelt pain and despair I really do love, straight from the heart, I really do care You said that love covers all and wipes away many sin Let the love I have in my heart, heal every hurt from within Now I fight a fight in a ring, against myself it seems I see the old man, packing a punch at me, like in a dream Throw in the towel Jesus, I’m bruised and banged up, I cannot take anymore But then You hold my name up high, showing me the final score By feeding the inner man with every word of Christ You will win the good fight, until the old man, has been sacrificed I know You are at my side Jesus, I can hear Your motivating shouts Cheering me on, saying You love me, it wipes away all of my doubts That my Father will never leave me in my time of desperate need I am a part of Him, daughter of the Most High, I am of His seed I know not much, but one thing I do know very well That God lives in my heart, but on my tongue, He does not dwell So let my mouth, ever be connected to my heart Then the word will live in me, we will never again be set apart "Jesus did not tap out..."
Last edited by Sheep; 01-24-12 at 05:27 AM.
Reason: Corrected Spacing
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