From protest to praise  

Posted by Chiboy


I knew the times would come.
And now the times have landed,
With stinging abrasion.
As ready as I seem to be,
It's never like I planned it.

I'm wrestling my thoughts,
I'm overcome.
Would You give me up
I'm asking Lord.
There's no where I sense
Your presence here.
So I will cry out,

From protest to praise,
You're always amazing me.
You're changing me slow but surely,
And You're gonna see me to the end.

How long will I be
Forgotten by You forever.
'Coz You're not making sense here.
It seems like eternity
Has made a home between us

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