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A Cup
A Cup
Let me make you a cup of tea.
We can sit, and talk,
under the tree.
We are not close friends,
but we have Jesus in common.
That makes us more,
than less.
What troubles you,
troubles me.
Let us take your troubles,
my troubles,
our troubles,
to the Lord...
together.
The burden will be lighter.
The light will be brighter.
He will answer.
He always does.
No fear at all,
humbly donning
the Armor of the King.
Let us sing now,
and know,
He is near,
and will hear.
Copyright ©
Ann Foster
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