The Promise
This is a promise that the Almighty God
Fed everyone, from where He will
Provide we never know how it's done
He provide manna in the desert
For His people, but they still had
To get up off their duffs and go get it
You can't just expect stuff to be handed to you
You aren't owed a living, you have to earn it.
The birds, they do not work but they are being fed
All creatures that has breath they're fed by Him.
Copyright © Hugo Sarvida Jr. | Year Posted 2024
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