No Struggle, No Progress
Copyright 2008 Written By: Mr. Marion Obafemi
and inspired By: God
When I am in pain, all strength is drained, and I have no relief in sight
I look to you, to see me through, and make everything all right.
When the Dr. has done his best, used all the medicine in his chest, there is a pill that I can take
That is prescribed for all believers, that will cool the hottest fever, and take the pain away.
I swallow your word like it is a pill, because I know that it will, bring calm to this raging sea
When the storms of life are raging, and this thorn is piercing me daily, your word is my relief.
I am reminded of your blood, that dripped down like a flood, to drain out all my pain
If only the hem of your garment is touched, to me it would mean so much, for I would be whole again.
This sickness has become such an issue, that I wet up all my tissue, my pillow is drenched with tears
The only thing left to do, if to follow the golden rule, taught by my mother so dear:
When I am sick and want to get well, take it to the Lord in “SECRET PRAYER”.
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