WHEN THEY THROW STONES THROW THE WORDS

MY PROVIDER:



Why asking for more
When having God’s spirit in my door
Bend with your knees on the floor
Connect with spirits, as you take a tour

Don’t ask for forgiveness
When you have been overcomed by all sickness
God is everywhere even on the darkness
Trust me, with him you won’t fill useless

He is there, knocking at your door step
Open your soul, as you do to a tap
He will be a shield in your life like a cap
Follow him; he will be your MAP

Join my stream
Me and my God, we’re like a team
I say what I mean
For me this has been a dream




By: S. Sethuntsa