Treasure Island

lisa parks


The World of My Dreams


The world of dreams
can be bad, sad,
excited or even be
happy.

My dreams of sad and
bad turn into nightmares.
But Jesus takes them
away.

He wipes the tears
from my eyes...
Tells me that it is
okay...

That he took my bad
and sad dreams...
And threw them in
Satan’s face...

Thank you Jesus for
changing the world of
my dreams.

Submitted: Saturday, March 24, 2007
Edited: Sunday, February 06, 2011

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