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Tailor me.

God as you have granted me the privilege of prayer;
today I ask that you tailor me,
My fleshly suit no longer fits me anymore.
Lord where my temper is short, adjust it,
Take the hem of my heart and mend it,
Take in the left side of my mind, that I might think right.
Thoroughly crease my insight, that I may judge spiritually,
Stitch up those areas that have been torn.
Cuff my sleeve’s with creativity,
Add a zipper of joy.
Lord, I ask that you tailor me
as this fleshly suit just doesn’t fit anymore.

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From Flesh to Spirit

Former U.S. Airmen, Beautician, Administrator, Child Care Provider, Graduate of Stradford Unv,(ICS) called to build, encourage and empower through Evangelism, mother of three sons, wife of one. Sharing through Ministry in poetry. If these poems are a blessing to you, make sure you be a blessing too.

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  • botticcelli
    botticcelliover 6 years ago

    what a beautiful words..divine

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