Sunday, March 30, 2008 @11:32 PM
We have the privilege
We get the message
The Lord sent His sheep today.For me it is free
For you it is too
For some it comes with a small price
For her it was full of sacrifice
She values it with all her heart
Because it comes with a hefty sum
Though it is free for me and you
This is a treasure we realise
I bless you my dear sister
I see you are scarred
I feel your struggles
Can you trust no man with your heart?
Read the Word of God.
Read it while you are strong
It is balm, it can restore
It will heal you, overcome many wrongs
So long my dear sister
You are a very special blessing
When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with you above the storm
Father you are king over the flood
I will be still know you are God.