Life

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Every day is a gift we can encounter love lasting gift to share with others Day by day we reclaim our worthy role of service to God out of love from above It gives cadence to the simple and wisdom
to the wise shine your light on what's good Life is beautiful so stand out one accord listening to God's holy word carry on with song Look at the nearby squirrel gathering his nuts come apart in
thought & great wishes Learn to discover laughter with one another give a tender shoulder to cry on each other God is in the business of mending hearts as they may wander far from the fold through
the mighty noise of affliction we need to stand praying & growing Life is what you make it so never try to fake it



Life



I was born as a seed in time I would grow give cadence to the simple a newer way to show



gathered in the fold simple minds of torture as they may wander wander far from the fold



left out in the cold Life is newer each passing day learn to humbly reclaim out of the sadness cease the flame



let me be the first to explain, life is a gift you get my drift caring on with the caress of a song to help you get along

Submitted: April 25, 2018

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Every day is a gift we can encounter love lasting gift to share with others

Day by day we reclaim our worthy role of service to God out of love from above

It gives cadence to the simple and wisdom to the wise shine your light on what's good

Life is beautiful so stand out one accord listening to God's holy word carry on with song

Look at the nearby squirrel gathering his nuts come apart in thought & great wishes

Learn to discover laughter with one another give a tender shoulder to cry on each other

God is in the business of mending hearts as they may wander far from the fold

through the mighty noise of affliction we need to stand praying & growing

Life is what you make it so never try to fake it

?

?

Life

?

I was born as a seed

in time I would grow

give cadence to the simple

a newer way to show

?

gathered in the fold

simple minds of torture

as they may wander

wander far from the fold

?

left out in the cold

Life is newer each passing day

learn to humbly reclaim

out of the sadness cease the flame

?

let me be the first to explain,

life is a gift you get my drift

caring on with the caress of a song

to help you get along


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