it happens so many times
you lifting me from the mines
where its all limeand placing me at dime
to shine
it happens so many times
and every timei sit in wonder
and ponder over why
why me?
who bends no knee
me
who bows no head
me
whose coated with sin
me
with faults and cracks
and a sack on my back
me
filthy as can be
yani, you just sat and choose me
it happens so many times
and every time i am silenced by blessings
you
never leaving me alone
you
seeing me through it all
you
guiding me even when i don't notice
it happens so many times
i just have to say that i love you
and yes
knowing that i can talk to you anytime any day
not needing any special event
THANK YOU.
THANK YOU for ALL.
Amen
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Monday, August 17, 2009
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