Wilted, on the table,

The beauty gone.

Lifeless, without color,

A sun-less dawn.

 

 

Passions passed.

A love lost.

A soul empty.

Thatís how it would be

Without Christ

In me.

 

                                                                    Selah   

Without Christ by Ronhales                                                                                                                                          Psalm 27:13

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