Birds sing for a ring
And I'm a lonely king
Praying to God - I do not commit fraud
Living a life odd - I'd admit.
Searching for that springboard steep
Desiring to immerse into the deep.
As the " Masters " staff
Divided the "sheep" from the "goats"
Those who belong - alone know "His"voice
Finalized their freedom's choice
To know Jesus as their friend
Never to be abandoned again.
I would gladly trade that " precious
To hear humming of birds that freely
Of a God that knows no fraud
Lifting the spirits of a fallen king.
Again to harmonize to God's perfect
Though in the temperal
We may not fully understand.
Do keep on drinking from deep waters
You just might be yet
Be homing in the sight
Of a God - gifted daughter.
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