Let me speak words to you that will strike at your very core; let me write words to you that leave you wanting more.
Let me make you to understand the passion that flows through these veins, I wish for the words to touch your heart, not simply your brains.
Let me display the Glory that is my God, the way He works through a pen, it’s almost odd.
You see my passion is fueled by a Lord that never gives up on me, He sends me across the waters, calmly through a stormy sea.
I ask you to let me before I truly speak, but I intend to let my words be known no matter what others seek.
My words must flow out of me like water from a spring, if they don’t then I am lost with no more song to sing.
Now, while the world is tempting me to ask it if I may, I realize now the Lord is my answer to avoid all dismay.
So I say to my God let me speak, and let it be your voice, He answers me beautifully saying, ” my child, you’ve made the right choice”.
Now in my life instead of wondering if I should, I know for all my days that my answers will come from a God that is good.
So I ask of you to let me speak, but I shall speak either way… for death is just one price I’m not willing to let a friend pay.
