What Is His
As the Lord opened up his heavenly gate above,,
He will not leave me standing,
I will be delivered unto his,
Saved by his heavenly grace.
He will deliver my soul and rid every bad deed.
He will carry me to his heavenly kingdom.
He will not leave one of his sheep,
For HE does not leave behind what is his.
for Catie's contest
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2010
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