Solomon's Wisdom
Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 11:11 pmLife handcuffs me to my knees, i look up into the sky, and wonder why
it's dark prison walls encamped around me, i am drowning in my own circumstances, some how the trust is gone left with only promise to defend my life. Will i live? Will i be the greatest? Only promise knows whether I will be...the hope, the dreaming. What if I became rich with nice houses and cars, I will feel like Solomon who wore the mark of wisdom, and said it all is vanity. This too shall fade away only with a promise predestined by thee. What worth do I have? Do I fight through the rest of my days or do I through my hands up and say enough is enough. What Promise do i have? foolish riches or godly wealth? What am I fighting for, knowledge or good health? Does the clock ever stop? Does the dream ever drop? Does the pain ever stop? Promise is more than what it seems. It's more than a God giving dream. Promise is the gift of wisdom.
it's dark prison walls encamped around me, i am drowning in my own circumstances, some how the trust is gone left with only promise to defend my life. Will i live? Will i be the greatest? Only promise knows whether I will be...the hope, the dreaming. What if I became rich with nice houses and cars, I will feel like Solomon who wore the mark of wisdom, and said it all is vanity. This too shall fade away only with a promise predestined by thee. What worth do I have? Do I fight through the rest of my days or do I through my hands up and say enough is enough. What Promise do i have? foolish riches or godly wealth? What am I fighting for, knowledge or good health? Does the clock ever stop? Does the dream ever drop? Does the pain ever stop? Promise is more than what it seems. It's more than a God giving dream. Promise is the gift of wisdom.