Chris Clingman

(01/28/1993 / Out of God hands)

Most High


From the day your are born
till the day that you die
you are told who to be
but I say follow your heart
I gave my heart to God most high
and since they day I have been free
turn yourself now to the Holy one
and join me and many others
He will never leave you
even if you reject him

Submitted: Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, April 17, 2013

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  • Yours Forever X (4/18/2013 2:42:00 AM)

    this is such a comforting poem for me right now, i felt the weight iv been feeling for along time off my shoulders. its amazing, beautiful even xx (Report) Reply

  • Nasteha Liban (4/17/2013 5:29:00 AM)

    GOd loves us all,
    the only difference is that we never seem to see His love
    we just keep on disobeying Him over and over Again
    but he never leaves us even for the blink of an eye
    It's high time we really see the big picture
    and really return a lot of thankfulness to Him
    Keep writing.this is amazing (Report) Reply

  • Payal Parande (4/17/2013 3:29:00 AM)

    even short and so simple the piece contain an important massage....bravo sir

    thank you for sharing (Report) Reply

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