Spare Not Spoil Not-Reprimand Me Father I'M Your Child
Spare the rod, spoil the child;
We should take care of our children now;
Just as God does for us...
The Lord is...
The Lord is like a father;
A father to His children;
We are His children;
Father tender and compassionate you those who fear Him;
God, I'm your child an adult now, share not your rod,
like a father
Reprimand me Father I'm your child
written word by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Psalm 103:13
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