All Glory To Our Heavenly Father
There really is no others
The one that cares to show
Directing our hearts on where they shall go
Provided a fresh start
Caressed by my heart
Honored Jesus Christ
Who has blessed our lives
Together we climb the hill
Worked his skills
When I was a child
It was no effort to smile
Kept as a good friend around
Spoke to him often knowing he blessed
my feet that touch the ground
No surprise I was never forgotten
His arms always remain open
Filled with affection
Guided through the world imperfections
Took no persuasion
Rose to the occassion
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