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07-02-05, 05:48 PM
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My Final Prayer
IP:
http://community.rapverse.com/showt...d=1#post2258806
As I lay on my deathbed, not knowing how many breaths left will God pay off my debts depths, and will I be resurrected as requested, or will my life be neglected and my soul rejected I lived a life of sin and debauchery so I read the prophecies, and recite the apostles creed, I know I ought to grieve I even fought for greed, but father watch my seeds, and may they not bleed, take heed to the way I speak, when I was troubled you gave me peace, so I know you’re not make-believe, now I lay on my knees, but can you tell me is it too late to do my sacred deeds... With nothing gained in life, not much remain in sight, I try hard to make it right, the cross around my neck, I grab it tight, but my existence has been heartless-and not one of sacrifice, and in a world of darkness-it’s hard to grasp the light... So I lived in resentment, but now I read the testaments, and confess in repentance hence then, will heaven-sent angels lead me to your descendants, or will the serpent of seven sins give me my sentence... My last meal and unable to digest the food inside, my sins who could deny, so I took the strife, and singing the blues I cry, nothing to lose when I die, as I look at the sky, I ask is there room for my name in the book of life, Your laws I tried to follow, but had too much pride to swallow, no heart because my inside was hollow, wanted to be like your apostles, winning the fight was impossible, no control I guess I’m just another lost soul... Remember the years, I went to temples to hear, but the messages were unclear, the rain starts to resemble my tears, and so I begin to tremble in fear... My histories untold, but now mysteries unfold, your ministries I used to scold but now I stand bold, gluttony used to lead me to pharaoh’s gold, but now I start to walk the narrow road, so take me in your presence with a careful hold... As I get closer to my judgment date, I ask what’s my fate, I used to dwell in faith, but now I stand at hells gate, a prisoner surrounded by cell mates, though the price was for this was low, the bail was still late... Cursed I be, it hurts to see, that nobody had a life worse than me, yet for your wisdom thirsty I be, and through the trials you’re the first I seek, so please listen to the words I speak, I pray this personally, i did this for me, and last of all ask that you have mercy on me... Please leave feed ill return the favor 
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