Without You Lord
Without you Lord, being my saintly sky
My sun will be blue…not bold and bright
My singing sparrows will fail to fly
There will be no stars every naughty night
Without you Lord being my saintly soil
My feathered flower will fade and fall,
My sweats and seeds, the evil fist will foil
Thorns and thistle will starve my stall
Without you Lord being my saintly sea
My swift, steady ship will slowly sail
The cruiser’s captain will seem not to see
The seaside will stink…the fishes will fail
Without you Lord being my wonderful world
My country will turn to coven and my cities cell
Without you saving me in this wicked world
My happy home would have been as hot as hell
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