I bind myself with good deeds,
Draping the eyes of the world with white,
Caring and helping everyone,
Those who tumble upon my sight.
I hope one day God will accept me,
For all the joy i have spread,
And all the pains that i have borne,
To put smiles on the faces i see.
But what do i hear?
The Heavens echo with laughter! ! ? ? ,
Are they chortling on my folly? ? ?
About hoping to be with my God above? ? ! ! !
Am i buying a stairway to heaven?
Am i so blind that i do not see?
That God needs souls refined,
Not the one now inside me.....
Not the one now inside me.....
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