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When God Calls

She sat next to you in school every day. You sometimes saw her, but never knew her name. Such a quiet girl lost in her own way. She cried a lot as the world slept. Her mind drifting away as her body wept. Fists of stone may pummel her, And though no one hears her screams, She knows her God is watching her. He sends her the sweetest dreams. She reaches out to Heaven. To a love greater than she's ever known. A small girl who was so early broken And God looked down and he saw her tears. He saw the object of all her fears How God wept at her unjust treatment! "My angel,"he cried "Come home."

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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