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I Thought

I thought I heard a voice Was that Jesus? Mohammed? Buddha? or just me God so much choice Which one prophet is the one to set me free I thought I had a choice Who to believe those three or just me God I’ve got a voice Stand up the prophet and set me free I thought that I could choose What was right or I believed what was wrong God don’t make me abuse My God given right to be here and belong I thought I could make sense Of the word that I had to understand God don’t put me on the fence To work out what you had planned I thought I had free will That lets me have my own choice Your son stood on that hill So that we all could hear his voice I thought I heard my mind Trying to understand these words I’m writing God I’ve been so blind It’s your words all the time I am righting I thought I heard a voice It turns out it was mine all the time God I made the choice It’s better for my own light to shine

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/28/2010 6:10:00 PM
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