I feel the wind blowing softly across my face, reminded of my Lords ever lasting grace.
I run my feet amongst the rivers edge, thinking of my Lords unruley death, His selfless sacrafice for my life. I love thy lord with all my might.
I sit at night gazeing at the flickering light which shines from up above. Thanking thy Lord for his ever lasting love.
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