Predestined me

I don't want to get old Before I am young I don't want to get old I just want to have fun While I can While I still live and breathe I know youth is fleeting Don't want it to leave Me empty, void And unfulfilled Walk out my life's purpose Fulfill God's will For … Continue reading Predestined me

The Mold

Because we are but clay, the Father wants to mold each of us. I am no exception. This is one that I wrote some time ago. I hope you like it. The Mold I don’t know who I am And that’s a good thing I can’t know who I am So how can I sing … Continue reading The Mold