[HeavensOnFire]

So As We Fainteh And Breaketh NO THAT THE GOD OF WISDOM WHO WE HAVE CALLED UPON IN OUR TIMES OF TROUBLE WHEN WE WERE DRINKING MILK FROM HIM in the days of our youth is still with us and will never uttlerly LEAVE US NOR FORSAKE US thats another topic i wish to open that also comes in with alot of arguments and disagreements of those who say the spirt of god will leave us and then return in a season I SAY NOT WE LEAVE HIM WHEN THE ROUGH GETS GOING HE NEVER LEAVES US NOR FORSAKES US, christ told his dispiles where i go sometimes u cant go BUT THATS HIS PRECIOUS MERCY SAYING IM SAVING YOU ONLY I CAN WALK THROUGH A LAKE OF FIRE AND RISE AGAIN HE WANTS TO KEEP US SAFE AND HAPPY AND WALK IN THE LIGHT OF DAY BECAUSE HE FIGHTS MY FRIENDS THE WARS THAT HAVE ALREADY BEEN WON 7 TIMES & GLORY TO GOD I Wanna WALK WITH THEE I WANNA FOLLOW MY GOD WHERE ANGELS WONT TREAD Where The Hopeless Our Burried Alive OH GLORYYYYYYYYYYYYY AND BRING THEME TO FLOURISH HE WILL PROTECT US AND COUNTINUE TO PRESERVE US GLORY TO GOD AND MEET ALL OUR NEEDS as we stand in that flood IF THE MOUNTAINS SHOULD FALL TO THE SEA We Know He Stands By Us Glory To God, SAVE ME O GOD FOR THE WATERS ARE COME IN UNTO MY SOUL AS I CLEAVE FOR YOU TO BE MY REFUGE I SINK IN IN DEEP MIRE WHERE THERE IS NO STANDING I,AM COME INTO DEEP WATERS WHERE THE FLOODS OVERFLOW ME I,am WEARY OF MY CRYING MY THROAT IS DRIED UP MINE EYES FAIL AS I WAIT UPON MY GOD THEY THAT HATE ME WITHOUT CAUSE ARE MORE THAN THE HAIRS UPON MY HEAD THEY WOULD DESTROY ME BEING MINE ENEMIES WRONGFULY ARE MIGHTY THEN I RESTORED THAT WHICH I TOOK AWAY. O GOD THOU KNOWEST MY FOOLISHNESS AND MY SINS ARE NOT HID FROM THEE LET NOT THEME THAT WAIT UPON THE LORD OF THE HOST BE ASHAMED FOR MY SAKE LET NOT THOSE THAT SEEK THEE BE CONFOUNDED FOR MY SAKE O GOD OF ISRAEL , because for thy sake i have borne reproach shame hath covered my face i,am become a stranger unto my brethren and an alien unto my mothers children for the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up and the reproaches of theme that reproached thee are fallen upon me When I Wept And Chastended My Soul With Fasting that was to my reproach I Made Sackcloth Also My Garment And i became A proverb To Theme They Sat In The Gate Speak Against Me And I Was The Song Of Drunkards