Praying Wife
Time and time I hit the road,
without having a care.
Miles and miles I travel,
going here and there.
Every time I have made it home,
to my kids and wife.
When yet at the blink of an eye,
God could have taken my life.
Most of the time I would pray,
and ask for traveling grace,
And ask for His Angels to watch over me,
til she and I were face to face.
There are so many things,
that didn't go wrong in my life.
I know I owe all of it,
to God and my Praying wife.
She prays for me to be closer with God,
for me to seek Him always,
She prays for me to fight temptation,
in these last and evil days.
She prays for my soul,
so that I may have salvation,
She prays for our marital bond,
to fend off any fornication.
God is my strength,
He is the head of my Life,
But I know He stays with me,
in part to my Praying Wife.
FUBA - For U By Ant
posted by Anthony @ 7:29 PM
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3 Comments:
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