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All my days

All My Days I heard the angels sing I truly listened just to hear What message they had to bring That caused a joyous tear Teardrops formed without notice I felt them dripping off my chin Bringing joyous feelings unexplained Forgiving me of all my sin Was it just a glorious dream It could be you might say But for me it was absolute truth And l bowed my head to pray God is my saving grace Believe my words of praise I say to all with no doubt They will be with me all my days There are those who do not believe I know not what becomes of them But l shall pray on bended knee For non believers and say..amen I was touched by the hand of God Believe my words of praise And I heard the angels singing These memories l shall have…… all my days Connie Moore April, 20th 2025

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Date: 5/5/2025 11:18:00 AM
How wonderful it is, Connie, to be 'touched by the hand of God'. Thank you for sharing. Bless you. John.
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Connie Moore
Date: 5/5/2025 11:20:00 AM
Thank you for your kind words John

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