No More Games by Kelly Elliott

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No More Games

by Kelly Elliott

HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I SAID THE SINNERS PRAYER,
HOW MANY TIMES, DID I GO BACK IN DESPAIR.

BACK TO THE FIG TREE, TO HIDE FROM MY SHAME,
WHEN I COULDN'T LIVE UP TO GOD'S HOLY NAME.

HE LOVES ME, HE LOVES ME NOT, A CRUEL GAME TO BE SURE,
IT'S A FAVORITE OF THE ENEMY, FOR YOUR SOUL TO PROCURE

I PLAYED IT UNWILLINGLY AS DAYS TURNED TO YEARS,
DOES HE LOVE ME, OR LOVE ME NOT, WAS A CONSTANT FEAR.

BUT GENTLY HE DREW ME, WITH PATIENCE AND LOVE,
HE BROUGHT HOME TO MY HEART, I WAS BORN FROM ABOVE.

I FOUND DEATH COULDN'T HOLD ME, AT THE PLACE I WAS IN,
FOR A KING PAID A RANSOM,

'WHAT A PRICE FOR MY SIN.'

NO MORE CRUEL GAMES, FOR IN GRACE I DO STAND,
HE WILL LOVE ME FOREVER,

FOR The PROOF,
IS IN HIS HAND'S!

KELLY ELLIOTT 7-16-09

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Fort Fairfield ME 04742
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