Lack of Sensitivity. Cleansed by your blood.

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My soul is thirsty, Lord, I need Your grace.
‎Longing for the river, I know it's the one of life.
‎Lord, I may be insensitive, but You are sweeter than I have ever known,
‎Better than I have ever seen.
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‎Lord, my land is barren, but Your blood cleanses me.
‎I know that I have failed, but You are enough for me.
‎Lead me by the Spirit, fighting the wars of life,
‎Wars that I have never fought before,
‎Pressing harder than I have ever pressed before.
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‎Lord, my soul is thirsty; just make me whole,
‎Sensitive to the Creator's will,
‎Moving like a strong, whole eagle 🦅.
‎Shouting, screaming, and longing for the perishing souls,
‎God made me whole again.
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‎Feeling like the devil's son, hiding under gentle wings 🪽,
‎God make me whole again.
‎Every part of me crumbles,
‎Feelings of end-time doom,
‎Crushing every bone 🦴 in me,
‎Cracking every ground of me.
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‎Jesus, draw me close to You again.
‎Lack of sensitivity around me roars, catching every blazing storm,
‎Crushing every adamant tree,
‎Lord, hold me close to You.
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This is my entry. I pray that God will save us all. Amen 🙏

Lack of Sensitivity. Cleansed by your blood. | Ecency