When all alone you sit,
And your heart is in your hand,
Don't despair,
Your God is near.
When you walk along the street,
And not a single happy face you meet,
Don't despair,
Your God is there.
When you look into the face of your child,
Their smiling eyes warm you inside,
That is when you know,
Your God is there also.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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