Praise Alliteration (P)

Praise the Precious name of Jesus,
the Prince of Peace
For this Punk’s Penalty your Palms were Pierced
You didn’t Partake in my Pity Party
but by your Power you Plucked me out
of the Painful Pit I was Playing in.
You forgave my Prickly Past and
Poured in me your Perfect Peace
Your Patience Perplexes your People
You provide for my Plate,
You O God are my Portion
Protect me from Prideful People
who Pursue Prosperity by Picking on the Poor
My Patella’s are Planted on the Pavement
as I Proclaim your Praise
Even as I Pause and Ponder,
you are Preparing for me a
Permanent Pad in Paradise.