the Barrio blasts messages,
so the enemy has done since
my youth, messages of
worthlessness, insecurity and fear.
Now the grooves are
long and deep,
in my soul.
Over time, as a healer,
God fills in the grooves,
making them smooth.
Please God hold at bay the enemy,
as he attempts to re-open wounds.
Make my ears deaf,
to the loudspeaker.
Father tune your ear,
to the frequency of my heart.
Savior tune my heart,
the the frequency of your spirit.
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