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Who
There are those that in their mind believe that there is really no God
Then who paints the trees on the hills and makes the wind form the dunes on Cape Cod?
Who puts the orphaned in families and comforts the grieving one's tears?
And who isn't afraid to listen to all of our sorrows and all of our fears?
Who guides the nerves of the surgeon in the middle of the cut?
Then who sends a lift to those that have fallen and are too weak to get up?
Who paints the sky with a rainbow and pretty pink clouds?
Then gives peace to the spirit when the storms crash so loud.
Who sends the rain to the wicked and to the just?
Faith starts with head knowledge yet application is a must.
Who can ease the suffering at the end of our days?
And who can reform a being from ashes on that great resurrection day?
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Posted by lifeslearner on 2009-09-26 22:22:48 | Rating: | Views: 29
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