God please give me the strength

One day three blondes were walking along and came upon a raging, violent river. They needed to get to the other side, but had no idea of how to do it. The first blonde prayed to god saying, ‘Please god, give me the strength to cross this river.’ Poof! God gave her big arms and strong legs, and she was able to swim across the river in about two hours. Seeing this the second blonde prayed to god saying, ‘Please god, give me the strength and ability to cross this river.’ Poof! God gave her a rowboat and she was able to row across the river in about three hours. The third blond had seen how this worked out for the other two, so she also prayed to god saying, ‘please god, give me the strength, ability, and intelligence to cross this river.’ And Poof! God turned her into a man. He looked at the map, then walked upstream and across the bridge.

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I can’t believe it, I finally got my hair highlighted, I’ve wanted to do it for so long, but I ‘ve never had the guts to do it. Even though I hate the way it looks on me. I like it. It’s going to sound silly. But For some reason it makes me feel like I accomplished something. LOL. But then deep inside, a little part of me screams at me for doing it. I feel good, coz for the first time in my life, I did something coz I wanted it, unlike other times when I did something just to please others. I feel good. Even if I look like a weirdo with this.. I don’t care. I wanted it and I got it done.

I hate this about myself I would love to change it. I listen to people more than I listen to myself. I long for compliments. I know that most people when they say something they don’t actually mean it. (I know, I don’t.. just kidding) Today, when I got home my brother said “ U look horrible.” I felt so bad. I can’t believe I let people put me down and hurt me so badly. Their words cut through me till I regret whatever I did and blame everything on me. I wish I had an invisible coat or something, that would protect me from these stupid, evil, mean and negative things people say to me. Why can’t they just let me live my life? Getting highlights doesn’t make u a Slut…. I am so sick and tired of all these weird comments. I don’t even want to talk about it. I HATE THESE WEIRD/ASIAN PEOPLE.

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Now I have nothing, so God give me strength,
’cause I’m weak anyway,
and if I’m strong, I might still break.

And I don’t have anything to share
that I won’t throw away into the air.
That song is sung out.
This bell is rung out.

He was the light that I’d bless.
He took my last chance of happiness.
So God give me strength.
God give me strength.

I can’t hold on to him.
God give me strength.
When the phone doesn’t ring
and I’m lost in imagining
everything that kind of love is worth
as I tumble back down to the earth.

That song is sung out.
This bell is rung out.
He was the light that I’d bless.
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He took my last chance of happiness.
So God give me strength.

God, if he’d grant me his indulgence and decline,
I might as well wipe him from my memory.
Fracture the spell as he becomes my enemy.
And maybe I was washed out
like a lip print on a shirt.
See, I’m only human, I want him to hurt.
I want him, I want him to hurt.

Since I lost the power to pretend
that there could ever be a happy ending.
That song is sung out.
This bell is rung out.

He was the light that I’d bless.
He took my last chance of happiness.
So God give me strength.
God give me strength.

Oooooooh. Oooooh.
Wipe him from my memory.
Oooh. I got to him wipe him from my memory.
Mmmm. Ooooooooh.

Теперь у меня ничего нет, поэтому Бог дал мне силы,
Потому что я все равно слаб,
И если я буду силен, я могу все еще сломаться.

И мне нечего делиться
Что я не брошу в воздух.
Эта песня поется.
Прозвенел этот звонок.

Он был свет, который я бы благословил.
Он воспользовался моим последним шансом на счастье.
Поэтому Бог дал мне силы.
Боже, дай мне сил.

Я не могу удержать его.
Боже, дай мне сил.
Когда телефон не звонит
И я теряюсь в воображении
Все, что такая любовь стоит
Когда я падаю обратно на землю.

Эта песня поется.
Прозвенел этот звонок.
Он был свет, который я бы благословил.
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Он воспользовался моим последним шансом на счастье.
Поэтому Бог дал мне силы.

Боже, если бы он дал мне его снисхождение и уныние,
Я мог бы также стереть его из моей памяти.
Разрушьте заклинание, когда он станет моим врагом.
И, возможно, я был вымыт
Как отпечаток губ на рубашке.
Понимаете, я всего лишь человек, я хочу, чтобы он пострадал.
Я хочу его, я хочу, чтобы он пострадал.

Поскольку я потерял способность притворяться
Что может быть счастливый конец.
Эта песня поется.
Прозвенел этот звонок.

Он был свет, который я бы благословил.
Он воспользовался моим последним шансом на счастье.
Поэтому Бог дал мне силы.
Боже, дай мне сил.

Оооооооо. Ооооо.
Вытри его из моей памяти.
ой. Я добрался до него, чтобы вытереть его из моей памяти.
Мммм. Оооооооо.

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God give me the strength
Lord give me Your strength
I feel weak and helpless right now
I’m not sure how much more I can take

God give me the strength
Lord give me Your strength
For I’m running on empty right now
All my dials are at zero

Come shelter my mind in the storms
Where I’m confused flood me with light

Come shelter my heart in the storms
Where I’m weak come flood me with strength

Come lift up my spirit in the storms
Cause sadness to end and hope to rise

Cover me with Your love O Lord
Wash me in Your goodness O God

Cover me with Your love O Lord
Clean me out and help me start again.

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