I was walking along
When I saw a lonely man
He had no home
Nothing to eat
His clothes was dirty
Really worn out
Yet you could always see
A smile on his face
No matter how tired, he got
He always said a prayer for you
Always listened to you
Shared what little he had
As I started by
I dropped some money
Into his pocket
He smiled and said
Thank you from my heart
You have made my day
Now I can share with others
What you gave to me
A lonely man
With no home
No clothes
No shoes on his feet
Yet he had it all
He was rich
He had his faith
He had God.
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