My life falling to pieces its the 4th quarter.
And I am half dead.
Dying in my sickness sick of sickness.
Known in my heart that it is far from over.
Set in my mind that the boat is about to tip over.
I am the messenger man…….
I been called to take over.
I have a strong right but when the left is weak.
Its hard for the right to act when you have a weak shoulder.
Its time to really bow down and pray with authority.
To the Almighty, the creator, the maker, the resurrect-er. The bless er.
The most high he keeps darkness out and sunlight in your eye.
I’m after the Salvation positive life is what I’m facing.
Being with keeps eternal death from your eye.
