And When the Earth Burns Beneath the Sun
and when the earth burns beneath the sun
the end is just the beginning and the day's end is done
those left behind
of the naysayer kind
but believers too
who thought they knew
but fell by the wayside
the ebb and flow of the tide inside their lives
those meandering
not trying Word understanding
"seek and ye shall find"
unfortunately, not everyone is kind
it is not us or the stars in the sky;
it is not for us to figure out why
simply as it is as a child should know
and the little ones' spirits we should follow
oh, Jesus take me with you
I know you know: how bad I want you to
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