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PAIN.

Writer: Sam JohnSam John

Christmas Morning...

Christmas Eve Night...


I thought the darkness had left me.

That the seizures had no power of me.


A rocky yet necessary reminder.

Stepping into his light.


Praising him in the pain.

Knowing that this life is temporary.

He will return.


The Head of my Table.

The King of Kings.

My God and Savior.

Born in a manger.

Rode in on a donkey.


Nailed to a tree.

King of Eternity.


Your trusting and obedient servant,

Qavah.


 
 
 

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