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Viva La Difference
I can’t imagine where I’d be If Jesus had not come to me. I knew Him once, so long ago But life pressed in and so, you know, I quite forgot His loving ways And trundled on in those dark days I can’t imagine where I’d be If Jesus had not come to me. Divorce hit hard and more than that I found myself alone and sat In gloomy, hopeless misery, Feigning that contentment I might see. I can’t imagine where I’d be If Jesus had not come to me. The New Age failed to win my trust And Buddha couldn’t help me. Thus I looked and looked for something good – Invited Him to share my food I can’t imagine where I’d be If Jesus had not come to me. He sat at table’s feastless head, My female self in witchcraft mode, My male adorned in handsome garb, My child at play. No sound was heard – And then he left – out through my door, So I went too. It would be poor To lose so sweet and true a friend. I followed him right out. The end Of lonely effort, point bereft. I’d follow Him with footsteps deft. I’d never let Him leave my sight, For He had loved me. Sweet delight! I can’t imagine where I’d be If Jesus had not come to me.
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