White is the color shining with clean,
Eyes look upon but never had seen.
This white is so bright it must be a light,in the darkest of dark it lights up the night.
So fresh so new so pure so true, not me not I but only you.
You reached on out and gave a piece, I received not to release.
Smiles laughter tears of joy, fear doubt stress deployed.
Like a moth with wings I flew, to your light to be renewed.
I walk with white I walk with light, then it came as it took flight.
Dark as dark like a crow, it had no heart it had no soul.
Soaring around up in the sky, but dropped something when it had started to fly.
It picked up speed as it twirled around, and it hit my hand instead of the ground.
One small teeny tiny dot, you could hardly see it this tiny spot.
I tried to wipe it with all that I had, it made me angry bitter and mad.
I burned it I drowned it and I still felt dumb, because I turned around then "where'd you come from"?
It always comes back no matter how hard I try, how can I give it to you as I sit down and cry?
I'm sick of this spot please make it stop,
I'll keep on praying until my lungs finally rot.
This burdens to heavy so it's rolled to your feet, it drew me away please call for your sheep.
The fault is mine a wicked choice, please make me white please hear my voice.
To you I know it's displeasing, but only me there is no ceasing.
If only for me I wouldn't even bother, but for you please help me father.
Let's pray
Dear heavenly Father
You are perfect. Father you are holy, loving, pure, forgiving, and father you are more then my words could even describe. Father I know when I had rededicated my life to you, things changed. You called me and I'm so thankful I answered. Father you change our lives, your word says how the old man will die, and for me I can see he has. Father I pray that the person reading this now has experienced the death of the old man as well. Father there is an old way that I have chosen, I can't rid it away,Father please help me to turn from it. Father if there is someone going through this, something they are having trouble with turning away from,please father help us. Please bless us with your wisdom to recognize sinful temptations and bless us with your strength to be able to turn away. Please father wash us from our spots and make us white. I thank you and I love you father. In jesus's name I pray, Amen.
Thank you for taking the time to read this poem. I hope you enjoyed it. God bless
Eyes look upon but never had seen.
This white is so bright it must be a light,in the darkest of dark it lights up the night.
So fresh so new so pure so true, not me not I but only you.
You reached on out and gave a piece, I received not to release.
Smiles laughter tears of joy, fear doubt stress deployed.
Like a moth with wings I flew, to your light to be renewed.
I walk with white I walk with light, then it came as it took flight.
Dark as dark like a crow, it had no heart it had no soul.
Soaring around up in the sky, but dropped something when it had started to fly.
It picked up speed as it twirled around, and it hit my hand instead of the ground.
One small teeny tiny dot, you could hardly see it this tiny spot.
I tried to wipe it with all that I had, it made me angry bitter and mad.
I burned it I drowned it and I still felt dumb, because I turned around then "where'd you come from"?
It always comes back no matter how hard I try, how can I give it to you as I sit down and cry?
I'm sick of this spot please make it stop,
I'll keep on praying until my lungs finally rot.
This burdens to heavy so it's rolled to your feet, it drew me away please call for your sheep.
The fault is mine a wicked choice, please make me white please hear my voice.
To you I know it's displeasing, but only me there is no ceasing.
If only for me I wouldn't even bother, but for you please help me father.
Let's pray
Dear heavenly Father
You are perfect. Father you are holy, loving, pure, forgiving, and father you are more then my words could even describe. Father I know when I had rededicated my life to you, things changed. You called me and I'm so thankful I answered. Father you change our lives, your word says how the old man will die, and for me I can see he has. Father I pray that the person reading this now has experienced the death of the old man as well. Father there is an old way that I have chosen, I can't rid it away,Father please help me to turn from it. Father if there is someone going through this, something they are having trouble with turning away from,please father help us. Please bless us with your wisdom to recognize sinful temptations and bless us with your strength to be able to turn away. Please father wash us from our spots and make us white. I thank you and I love you father. In jesus's name I pray, Amen.
Thank you for taking the time to read this poem. I hope you enjoyed it. God bless
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