Presence Of God

I can feel the presence of god
Occupying my intentions
In my soul within my thoughts
And in wasted dreary dimensions
These thoughts torment me They mold and shape me There’s a man that I should be Or someone I could be Nothing can break me Nothing that I see
You can’t shake me You can’t take me So set me free
I can feel the presence of god
In need of my attention
In this room and in your words
In too many ways to mention
These thoughts torment me They mold and shape me There’s a man that I should be Or someone I could be Nothing can break me Nothing that I see
You can’t shake me You can’t take me So set me free
I can feel the presence of love
Holding my attention
She torments me Creates and shapes me There’s a man that I should be Or someone I could be Nothing can break me Nothing that I see
You can’t shake me You can’t take me So set me free
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