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Mary's Gift
 

 
I sat on the hill,

We all celebrated the glory of God.

Shall there be any good news

Yes there are billions of reasons why!

We shall rejoice.

You cannot die until you rejoice

With the Christ.

We all believe in the new beginning

All the places on Earth

Are filled with burning bridges

However I shall build a place

On earth that will never fall.

It is Mary's gift.

We all live to go home

We all live to know The Lord

Whom we shall raise in our newborn

Hearts.

By silverfox

© 2019 silverfox (All rights reserved)

 

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