With a Spin On It
Like a pitcher with a spin on it
Throw your burdens on Jah
he will catch it in his heavenly mitt
So don't sit on the tracks
trying to handle burdens
they will only run you over
Jah stands above the clouds
waiting to stop those burdensome trains
with the force of his hand
Copyright © Barbara Washington | Year Posted 2010
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