His Grace
Up high upon clouds
The king of this world resides
Looking down on us
Maybe He’s dissatisfied
Yet, He still embraces us
Judges, yet forgives
He is a just, loving God
Sharing precious gifts
We may hurt Him immensely
Yet, He never turns His back
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