Mark Deveaux
12-19-04, - 10:31 AM
WISE UP
Life is not an easy road; Stress is not an easy load.
Pray to God, only he can ease the load.
Just seize your soul.
I know you’d rather be with out a job,
In the heated road,
Than to be in the morgue freezing cold,
And you still don’t get a job, or reach your goal.
You know these are some red times, weird times.
These are the last days read the head lines.
Think twice before you become a dead mind.
Seek Christ, and you’ll find better times.
So hold your head high,
This is just a phase for a lesson.
Just restrain from the power of aggression.
Every gray clouds brings shower of blessing.
So introspect and ask yourself a question.
Would you rather be in hell? Or incarcerated in a cell.
Heed to this word and be save by the bell.
All I can tell you is by grace I’m saved.
I didn’t want to face my days.
But right now my days is based on praises.
Now it’s your time to straighten your ways.
Just praise him.
Mark Deveaux 2004©
Life is not an easy road; Stress is not an easy load.
Pray to God, only he can ease the load.
Just seize your soul.
I know you’d rather be with out a job,
In the heated road,
Than to be in the morgue freezing cold,
And you still don’t get a job, or reach your goal.
You know these are some red times, weird times.
These are the last days read the head lines.
Think twice before you become a dead mind.
Seek Christ, and you’ll find better times.
So hold your head high,
This is just a phase for a lesson.
Just restrain from the power of aggression.
Every gray clouds brings shower of blessing.
So introspect and ask yourself a question.
Would you rather be in hell? Or incarcerated in a cell.
Heed to this word and be save by the bell.
All I can tell you is by grace I’m saved.
I didn’t want to face my days.
But right now my days is based on praises.
Now it’s your time to straighten your ways.
Just praise him.
Mark Deveaux 2004©