Everyone has gone loopy, I can't handle people anymore. I'm slowly losing it, and no one cares. I pray for death every nite, but death does not come. This world is a corrupted centre for entertainment, and there is not one righteous person left. God has caused a famine of his miraculous power, and the body of Christ has become limp & weak.
I asked the Lord once to give me wisdom like Solomon, but wisdom did not come. I asked the Lord once to give me a gift of prophecy, but a prophet I was not. I asked the Lord once to teach me his mysteries for those who needed answers, but no mysteries were given
I asked for many thing's for his glory, but he gave me nothing. Maybe the Lord is tired of us, that nothing he does or say's is taken seriously by anyone. For these must be the day's of the great apostasy, that even I am guilty along side of the world.
I won't return to God out of fear, or duress, or salvation.
What should I return for
I know.
I asked the Lord once to give me wisdom like Solomon, but wisdom did not come. I asked the Lord once to give me a gift of prophecy, but a prophet I was not. I asked the Lord once to teach me his mysteries for those who needed answers, but no mysteries were given
I asked for many thing's for his glory, but he gave me nothing. Maybe the Lord is tired of us, that nothing he does or say's is taken seriously by anyone. For these must be the day's of the great apostasy, that even I am guilty along side of the world.
I won't return to God out of fear, or duress, or salvation.
What should I return for
I know.