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tweety
Sandra Sylvestre
Canada, Quebec, Knowlton

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This man i Once knew

There is this man that i once knew, who had it all

This man of integrity, pride and boldness

This man of rich's beyond compare

This man, of all happiness drowned out the dispare.



This man that i once knew, could turn your world around with just one look

This man that i once knew, Had a very healthy lifestyle

This man that i once knew, had it all.....................Until

The Fall

When he was broken, he was broken bad.

And hit a bottom that even words can not exclaim.

He came from pride, integrity and boldness to down right pain and shame.



He fell to his knees pleading with God WHY?

And put his head in his hands and just started to cry.

As he knelt there with head in hands

Something started to happen to this very broken man.



He heard a voice inside him proclaim,

All things i have given you, I will do it again.

My child you were brought to this place for a reason

I brought you to your knees, to show you that is I you should take pleasure in.

I love you so much, that i died for you, I took each nail each, hit and every bruise.

When that day, that on the cross i lay, I knew just what i was doing.

And if i had to do it again for just you, I would.

My child you are not alone in your brokeness upon your knees,

I am here with you and forever will be.

Time to start a new life with me, your lord.

Time to begin a journey with the strength i now provide

Time now to me to just lay down your life.

So the man that i once knew, existed no more,

He lifted his head from his hands, giving Glory to the Lord.

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3rdtimothy Comment by: 3rdtimothy - 2007-05-31 21:57
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I read the first half thinking of how creating our own journey that is based on lies of pop culture is empty. The balloon pops. We get back up from the fall hopefully learning from our mistakes to rebuild with the proper foundation.
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