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Sad, lonely and blue?
All your friends have left you.
Do you know the One that's true?

Lord, I come to You.
Our friends in church is the best kind.
No one's selfish gain is a friend of mine.
Every true friend will say, ''I care.''
Lord, ''for you, I say a prayer.''
You are worth it all.

A soul that's God call.
Now, you're worth all.
Do answer yes to His call.

Be of good cheer!
Lord, God is here.
Unite with Him,
Every light trim.

By poetalthomas

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