When you
look at me
You can’t
help but see
The light
of my
True inner
Being.
’Tis God in
me
And I in
Him
You’re
seeing.
’Tis He who
is ever
My
guidepost,
He who
fills me
With Love.
’Tis me who
talks
To Him
often:
“Thank you God,
Thank
you God.”
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