Paranoia

Like most of America’s youth I grew up without Christ
Every sin and moral defilement I would do
Fear, pride, disorder and confusion
were the products of living how sin told me to.

Hard lyrics of rap and metal I did speak
party and drugs without measure or shame
I was in real bad shape after LSD
And I knew I’d never be the same.

I got on my knees after months of hell
strong paranoia and fear had gripped my mind
I cried out to God in heaven “please hear me”
And He came and reached me just in time.

His love and presence I would follow from there
I renounced the sin of living for myself
Jesus has restored and has healed my life
There is healing and deliverance in no-one else.

A Christian poem by:  Unknown — April 2007

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