One
ONE
God made me and God made you hues of every kind
Your blood is as red as mine, and the love of God within us
Blurs the color line.
Grace is clear, salvation free there should only be love between you
And me.
We have only one Father who loves us one and all he has no respect of person
So why do you make that call.
Adjust your attitude, with loving patient deeds, be kind, caring, with understanding,
your words should not hurt, and break they should only fill a need.
Holy Spirit fill our hearts, so our words do not offend, for we are all your children and each other’s friend.
Deanna Malone
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