HAND IT UP

by mikeb

 

You have a pain that’s deep within
It’s crippling you inside
You will not hand it up to Me
From Me you’re trying to hide
I am the great physician
I have the means to heal
But only if you hand it up
To change the way you feel.

The devil has his finger poised
He wants to hold you back
From all the gifts I have for you
He wants you deep in lack
I’ll remove that festering sore
I’ll sort your problem out
But only if you come to Me
There is no room for doubt.

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