Krissy Mosley Ministries

No greater Gulf between hell and I

Perhaps the rupturing twilight

could speak

For I never saw a man with holes in both hands and still be alive

Betrayed for pennies of  fear

Ah-that Christ must die

watching the dust

settle,  under seeds that

refuse to do any thinking of growing

For I never saw a man on fire and not be turned to ash

weakened by devicely

pleasures,

the serpents’ crawl

bitten with just one kiss

I pray to understand

these wages of sin has given dollars of death that do not spend

Upheaving Justice, that suppose our souls, wern’t worth the saving!

Here I am -again,

if we can’t overcome

and we can’t ever overstand,

Then what’s a man gotta do to get a little water his thirst!

For I never saw a man whose only kingdom was the cross

Some men have it all, some are lost,

some earn their freedom, and others shout crucify ,crucify

For I never saw a man,forgive like this

Filtered and pushing into the dark abyss

Great drops of blood ,

if only this, cup could pass, then earth would shake with witnesses beyond the mass

No greater gulf between Hell and I

For I never saw a man with holes in both his hands and still be alive…