He Has Shown Me
Tic tock, passes the hands of time...
Looking to the future, as the present unwinds.
Through the hour glass slips the grains of sand.
Why life continues this way, I do not understand.
As the weeks turn into months, I long to go home...
With the loving presence of God, I will never be alone.
While, you find your happiness with the lust of the flesh.
In the loving arms of Father God, I shall find my rest.
One day, before it is too late, I hope you will see...
That Christ loves you just as much, as he has shown me.
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