Kenneth Cox

(McCloud, CA, USA)

Don'T Play Me

Don't play me like a guitar string, confess to be like Jesus
and throw stones at me.
As the hurt in my soul won't blow away as the drifting sand
that fades away.
Plant the seed of love so true the kind my father that comes
from you.
Sweet gentle touch daily I need breaking the bread of life
and watering the seed.
Faith of God fill me to the brim spilling over to others the

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