Chess Game

The Lord turns my regrets into silhouettes when I accept Him as King in this game of chess

He removes the stress from my every step & reminds me I’m blessed in the times I’ve wept/  

My essence soaks in a sea of hope & when I breathe in His presence keeps me afloat/

His speech is the only thing not broke in a world that changes with the leaves & melts like snow /

If only you would let go of control the Director of this show would give you the starring role/

My soul is a poetic river of prose that flows from the One who knows/

He removes the rust of old and fills my spiritual bowl with verses of gold/

My purpose is to hold tight to those bold words of Light He brought thru His Son of Sacrifice/

I remove evil land mines from my mind in the name of the Divine/

I’m a soldier on the front lines defending this temple against spiritual crimes/

The Devil may control time but his army folds at the Hand of intelligent design/

My General molds me into my prime so I can march the straight line to eternal sublime/

I’m a listener of signs our Holy Minister administers to defeat the sinister kind/

My faith will never slip out of place as long as I stay in the grip of Your Grace/

I use to run my life like a race to first place but I got lost in the maze and fell on my face/

You changed the pace by removing my hate & erased the slate with His blood on the stake/

I no longer imitate the fake or base my fate off of this world full of mistakes/

I’m a saint sent to break these chains apart & chase Your heart until my soul embarks/

You are my Muse in this art of remarks I choose to use when I seek Truth in the dark/