366 Let

366.

Let



Father God, let Jesus Christ fetch my soul alongwith Your Holy Spirit

Bring me to a place where there's no more cold and heat

Let them judge me according to what they perceived

But it's only You who truly knows how I lived

As my mortal body dies, let me say, “God is great!”



-sometime in March, April, May or June 2015

(Dumarao)
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