by Bemsimbom Wallang I live Like a wilting flower in its final hour Preparing to bloom no more My heavy heart weighs me down Breaking as my lament builds All of me degenerates And disappears into the past I own the rivers now Before I was doomed to drown Now not only do…
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Count it all Joy
Bemsi Wallang and God I know your love for me transcends every promise that’s ever been made to me I know that you can turn night into day Dark into light when I struggle, when I fight when I fight for my dear life I will hold onto your Word with all of…
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