FLARE on GOD 74 Irrevernt have I beenMy knees I did not bendThe Spirit convicted-O joyStill I know I am a son, a servant of God.To the ground I will goTo my knees I will fallFor there is the place of worship Others are Reading Untitled A Scratch of Paper Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: God (acrostic) Forgotten Knowledge Innocence Denied The Washing of Candor Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * 9 × four =