Matters of Our Hearts-

How far did he have to go, when he died; How many ounces of tears, did she cry; And why Oh, why do these questions rise; Is this the heart of the matter; Halleluiah !! What's the matter with our hearts; How many heavens are there? Maybe three, and when we go there! Will we stay? Whether on the mountain top; Or beneath the valleys low, I don't know; Is this the part were I start; Halleluiah !! What's the matter with our spiritual harps?
8/6/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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