Where does my help come from

my help is from Him who created the heavens and the earth

He is my friend

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Things are often strange

the way

There is a friend who created me

he is Father Son and Friend in one

It is a mystery

the world can't understand

sometimes I can't understand

The world can't explain

I can't explain

Just believe you hear

this is not always easy, but it is truth

One day He our friend Father and son

will be back, I pray he will just save everybody

the once who reject him also

since they don't know what they reject

this is not a poem

it is a thought

this might not be truth

but it is a prayer

a prayer for the world

I can't explain

please explain them

through us

me

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used Psalm 121:1-2 mixed with James 2:23 in first lines

What if I could jam the night away

I'd be in extase

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Weeks go by

Months go by

The wind is strong

a cool breeze is cooling my body

I am chilling, and it feels good

The rest comes with years and God

I'm driven, want to do more

See the world and never to be tired

They are tearing down things everywhere

I worry about the future

There is a voice screaming in the desert

Make straight paths for Him

He came and says

I'm always with you to the very end of the age

So don't worry

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