Washing of the feet
Though I may suffer like JOB, I humble myself and take off my robe I must clean out the bowel , with this cleansing towel at a stead pace, as it is wrapped around my waist LORD fill this basin with water, use your daughter…so your sheep won’t be slaughter..make me an martyr!! Holy spirit so sweet, supply the heat…as I lay down my life to wash my brother’s feet I pray to wash the frail, unlock each soul from it’s jail, Receive the nail in my hand, though man, may not understand love’s bill…. this expensive meal…… someone day, I pray…. that they will! Our call, just like Paul…. is to be servant of them all so I say yes…with every heart beat in my chest.. I will press..to clean up this untidy mess, shall be a channel for success men may blasphemy me as crazy, no sleep, no slumber…I will not be lazy….in the valley of dead flowers, I prophecy daisies fee-fye-foe…let your mercy flow….to clean every toe good soap propriety, to sweep thine own house in it’s entirety
Washing of the feet.
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realrobyntuazon said:
I knew you could write but dang jigga dang! that was goood stuff yo. Let’s collab! haha miss you pam!
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threadlesswoman said:
myyyy bad def jam. miss you!
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