Music To His Ears
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At church we thank God for his saving grace,
And honor that is His Holy place.
We don’t realize He sees and hears all,
Not just when we have a close call.
Praise God morning, noon, and night,
During your troubles, when things aren’t right.
He is always there to ease your fears,
Your praise to him is music to His ears.
Copyright © Brenda Mcgrath | Year Posted 2016
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