My birth of flesh has stained my soul.
In ways that taint my every choice.
Darker then the blackest of coal.
My ears are blocked from Gods' sweet voice.

The world it seems intent on death.
With cold discern they kill unborn.
Stifling life before the first breath.
The cord of life is cut and torn.

The fact that I should be alive.
Is sadly a story left mute.
Mother would never let me thrive.
Her love was just a bitter fruit.

By my rebirth I'm born again.
The past erased with precious blood.
In my heart is a sweet refrain.
As I'm washed clean of life's foul mud.

For that day when I heard Gods' word.
My eyes were cleared of the worlds lies.
The sweetest words I've ever heard.
Broke all my bonds and earthly ties.

My life is new my heart rejoices. 8
A future hope beyond this life. 8
With Angels songs I raise my voice. 8
Beyond this world of sin and strife. 8

MJ Flack