He Made His Mark
Really don't care just what you think!?
Please do hear reason, just stay calm
You want Me? .. adorn a tree?
Lay in a tomb, alone, embalmed
I want My life to have a purpose
I'll make My mark on solid ground
I'll settle down and raise a family
I'll raise my children, make them proud
But these things God will not grant You
A promise was made to save the world
Your gift of mercy will show many
The lame will walk, the blind be cured
Copyright © Amy Bohack | Year Posted 2012
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