How can a soul feel all alone,when from GOD;ITS
never gone,since HE alone made everyone,made the
morning,and noonday sun,sometimes the answers that
i may seek,do they tip toe along some cobbled street,in someones eyes or words that greet,or
sitting on a special seat,an answer can be far or
near,that all important question is always there,
when heaven sent we know it cannot be for rent,or bought outright,GOD;gives it free to you and me,
my soul though unseen it may well be,GOD;shows it forth as a body of clay,without a soul no life can
say,am not forgot,when by GOD;am sought,no person ever comes from naught,more thought.
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