Nothing But God-
there's a sound of a wind blowing, blowing;
Going moving through the aire, flowing,
Nothing but God
Streams, dreams that never disappear;
And within the atmosphere;
There's a sound oh a wind blowing;
it's blowing and going and going
Nothing but God
God has breath life in me
He's walks through the trees
He kisses me with His Breeze;
He is the wind his breath surrounding me;
Nothing but, nothing but,
Nothing but God
3/31/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Romans 8:14
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2020
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