Encouragement

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I used to counsel all the time,
Listening to people was just fine.
I tried to tell them there is life,
It’s not always toil, strife.

The only reason I can speak,
Once, I too, lived on the street.
I know how it makes you feel,
All used up not being real.

A hand came and lifted me,
Out of this dark and stormy sea.
I went to work on my heart,
Believing that would be a start.

God gave me that special hand,
It makes me feel just like a man.
Restarted, my will gave me a goal,
Provides for me as I grow old.

You might say listen to him,
That your chances are getting slim.
You say no one cares that's a lie,
You are the apple of God’s eye.

Even if you do not believe,
He’ll be there with all you need.
So reach out with all you heart,
And asking God is just a start.

He’ll help you get off the street,
He’ll help you get on your feet.
He has not done that just for me,
He’ll stand you up, and that is free.

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