He is my shield, infact my wall,
He cares for me, no wonder why He answers my calls.
my friend to me may be pall, but not God
He turns my small room into a hall
for God, I give it all
Yersterday I've slept and dreamt that life is beauty,
Today i woke up and findout that life is duty.
Yes, I agree that sometimes i'm naughty
but that, dosen't change the fact that
for God, I give it all
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