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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