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Three Friends

It could be one, it could be two And it could be three The friends I have, I hold them close Because they comfort me Sometimes there’s only one I call To tell my feelings too And other times it might take two Before I can get through And if I want to make a point clear And call on all of them I will do it oh so gladly And talk to all my friends They are all important to me Each and everyone And the help that they give me It is second to none These friends that I speak of fondly Have very special gifts The encouragement’s they offer Gives me a wondrous lift And these three friends could be yours too It is not an idle boast Just call on them and change your life Father, Son and Holy Ghost

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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