a torn testimony

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I try hard not to think about the pain in my heart
Try hard not to think how it’s tearing me apart
It’s making me feel lost
Why did I stray
Why didn’t I stay, put
In one place,
One day
One way
Or another
I knew I was a goner
The day I left
The day I lied
Began the day I would surely die
In spirit
In grace
Now I have to hide my face
I can’t deal with this type of disgrace

One year and a half gone to waste
All because I wanted to run my own race
I didn’t care, I wasn’t there
Now I don’t know how to bear, this
Weight on my shoulders
This problem feeling bigger
Than a boulder
It’s getting colder
The fire in my heart is getting older
I can’t control, this
Desire to wander
I need something stronger
To keep my head on my shoulders
To keep my mind from lies
To keep myself from dy, ing
I need to get a hold of reality
Need to think about the possibilities
Of being redeemed
Fixing the seems
That were torn, from my being
Why is it that I stopped seeing

The pain on the streets
The ones who need the life that is complete
I used to stop and let them know
Even though they didn’t have a place to go
There was a home
There was a chance
A place to call by that chance
Home, love, peace and strength
A time to come for a length, of
Eternity
For you and me
For all who believe in the almighty
My fire would burn
Hasta que me quemo
Hasta la dia que me muero
Quierida dar todo lo que tengo
Delante de su trono
But i screwed up
I messed up
Didn’t know or care about my stuff
What I was doing
Where I was going
Didn’t remember to whom I was owing
My thanks, my time
My love, my life
Everything I have as a talent
Don’t know how to forget it
Don’t want to abuse it
But I keep on almost losing it
Why can’t I try
To live my life
Under his grace his time
His rules not mine
Redeem me lord
De su sangre
Porfavor,
Ayudame
Queiro ser libre de me pecado
Lo quiero que es olvidado
Hecho a un lado
Make me redeemed
Make me clean
Make me the woman of God I have to be