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Inhale... Exhale


Inhale... Exhale

My breath got stuck in my throat

Because the sin I was in made

Me choke

Without a doubt I waited patiently to exhale

Because my breath was trapped locked up in jail

I couldn't comprehend

why I wasn't getting any oxygen

Like a bad asthma attack I was on my way out

It started with the wheezing and breath wouldn't come out

I wanted desperately to drink water

But my spirit man had a drought

God had to step in cause I couldn't freely breath in and out

Like the lump in your throat when you're trying not to cry

Or a piece of food that gets lodged feels like your about to die

Or the albuterol that doesn't seem to work

When they force the tube down your throat and your body starts to jerk

When your spirit cries out to God on your behalf

Cause your flesh is running ramped

And your time is on it's last

When you wanted to breath peace but was suffocated by your past

When salvation knocked on the door of you soul

But you turned your back and laughed

When you grandmother felt death around you dropped to her knees in travail

And bound the devil that had stolen Gods time and rebuked him back to hell

Had I not hooked up to my spiritual EKG

I wouldn't have known about the rhythm of my own heart beat

I wouldn't have known about my irregular electricity

Wouldn't have known I needed Kingdom shock therapy.

I wouldn't have known I needed prophetic words to speak life into me

Cause all this time I was waiting to exhale I was a dead woman walking

But my intercessor Jesus and the Holy Ghost were talking

and God the Father told death to stop stalking me

And my spirit man heard the voice of God and He said breath

Inhale and exhale cause He's got an assignment of ministry for me

Told me to get up cause I was just sleep

So I opened my eyes and the demons began to weep

Cause the devil should have killed me when he had the chance

But it's too late cause God and I are in a full out romance

And I don't have all night to tell you my story

Let's just say the greater the persecution the greater the anointing

Jesus be my breath of life

To the hills is where I'm pointing

Some of us appeared dead but were just comatose

When they wanted to pull the plug on our purpose

Mercy said no, Lord of Host

The ministering angels came down from heaven while I slept

And whispered into my ear God says breath in, exhale

Now come back

He pulled me out of darkness into His Marvelous light

I shall call you the Poetic Prophet

And you shall be my prototype

Set apart for my Glory that shall shine through when you write

and poetically speak

you shall be bold and I'll unlock Kingdom mysteries

You shall be known as the eyes have not seen

Called into the 5 fold ministry

To snatch back the souls who were cursed generationally

The walking in the desires of your heart

Get ready for your spiritual bling

Cause God isn't a man that He should lie

And His Son Jesus is our promise ring

No longer on my way to hell

I can now freely breath

Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale

L.A. Holts


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