Let the Law be my all to fulfill my flaws.
Love the Lord God with all your heart, soul and mind.
Let the holes I find inside of me create great penetration to fulfill a loaded tank of a great commission to feed off my compassion.
Let my actions walk the talk in my deeds for my greatest needs.
Let the Law brighten my lights and close the curtains of my drama climax of my darkest trauma.
Let the Law guide my path, in reflection of my ancestors who clear the path pioneering against domineering oppression.
Let the Law curse against my depression. For the intensity words of the Lord sees the regression of the my transgression.
Let my fragility finds strength in my humility for my soul rests in mouth of the Prophetic dialect and hands of the Lord that lifts my gift to be a valuable present.
Let the Law walk with me in my presence alongside with my generations to not have a regurgitation without hesitation to know their true identity in this human race experience.
The realm of the Spirit, it’s not the only thing; it’s everything.
Let the Law of the Spirit catch my eternal fall in my iniquity;
let the frugality of my soul gain control in this antiquity for the greatest liberty of the Law for the land of all the nations.
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