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The Holy One

He walks on water and turns it into wine He turns the sadistic straight into the sublime He sees through darkness and light both alike He gives us His peace,His protection,His miracles,His might Evil eyes scan the earth but they're blind in His sun Raise hands up to heaven for The holy one He wonders this world spreading love where there's hate Where fear has a grip He soon grabs it with faith Legions don't last even though they are many Where poverty lives He brings poor souls plenty He's a haven for hearts too long on the run Raise hands up to heaven for the holy one He whispers sweet beauty into every bad beast He raises and rescues the last and the least Millions pick up their mats and they run down dark streets Both lions and lambs now they live in His love Raise hands up to heaven for the holy one

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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