God, I’m very grateful
That your Spirit lives within
And the righteousness of God
Truly saves me from my sin
God, I’m grateful that you gave me
All the poetry divine
But I must confess the battle
That goes on within my mind
There’s a longing for the poems
To be heard by all the mass
But, if tested by prosperity,
Would I really pass
In my need to be accepted
Would it all go to my head
Would the praise and adoration
That is yours be mine instead
Would I rob you of your glory
Though I know you can ‘t be mocked
Would my life become a lie
And my walk not match my talk
Copyright Mary Jane Gonzales
That your Spirit lives within
And the righteousness of God
Truly saves me from my sin
God, I’m grateful that you gave me
All the poetry divine
But I must confess the battle
That goes on within my mind
There’s a longing for the poems
To be heard by all the mass
But, if tested by prosperity,
Would I really pass
In my need to be accepted
Would it all go to my head
Would the praise and adoration
That is yours be mine instead
Would I rob you of your glory
Though I know you can ‘t be mocked
Would my life become a lie
And my walk not match my talk
Copyright Mary Jane Gonzales
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