Grace, a Godsend
Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind and said...
“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth?
Tell Me, if you have understanding...
When the morning stars sang together
And all the sons of God shouted for joy?"
Job 38: 1, 4, 7
Grace, a godsend, good night my friend;
the stars are peeking down on us.
Yes, I’ve been sent your hurts to mend -
grace, a godsend, good night my friend.
Innkeeper has more funds to spend
should you need them for pain and thus -
grace, a godsend, good night my friend;
the stars are peeking down on us.
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