Father


Spring has came as it uses, no matter
father if you are dying here we leaving.
Father of our lives, Lord I’m praying
for his courage and for our own

Father, Lord, my knees blend to the truth
make me real like your breath which can’t see
build me finally free of myself
make me alive as my dad as you want

Monday, 19 March 2012

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