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1 i give you praise coz ur king

As I wake up and my eye lids flutter, I rub my eyes trying to remember the dream I just had but my memory fails me. I stare out the window and I see a clear blue sky and mummur to myself how beautiful the day would be. I leave my bed and walk to the shower not bothering to say hi to my family first. I dress and leave the house to my daily routine. I don't bother to say a prayer of thanks or even protection, yet I call Him my father. I don't sit to think of the many times he helped me safely across the road, for He is my king and Saviour, He is the giver of life and the many times I forgot to thank you oh lord Am saying it now thank you for waking me up for I know its not the alarm clock or the buzzing in the town but you.... I give you praise coz your king.

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  1. Anonymous4 February 2012 at 18:36

    Hey Bernie,

    Finally you have began to write! I am so proud of you and I have enjoyed reading every word that you have penned. Make it often dear, one day we will compile it all in a best seller book :-) Keep it up, will you?

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  2. Bernice Alela9 February 2012 at 21:14

    sure will :)

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  3. fieben10 February 2012 at 00:42

    beautiful! u always had your ways with poems!

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