Never mine.
When the going seems though and you weak.
believe in god for you would be fine.
Even if your love and trusted ones tend to treat you a kind
Focus on heaven for you are a kind
Looking at persecution,
will make you forget that Jesus Christ is the resurrection
The apostle cried because of thorn in his flesh known as malady
But kept on looking on God, for he knew that him alone was his remedy
A time would come when no one seems to encourage you
Never mine because God is looking for a principal in his collage, which is you.
You are, you are: : : : : : : : : : :
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