My God is the best juggler
There is to be
In one hand
He holds the lives of you and me
In the other hand
Are the burdens of the carefree
While blessing flow in the air
Naturally
My God is the ringleader
The epitome
Of Life
He created
The earth
Heaven
Hell
Land
And the Sea
And He did it in a week
My God holds my fears
My prayers hug him
Like a teddy bear
He watches over me
To make sure
I can reap
What He has sown
My God
The ultimate gardener
The greenest thumb belongs to him
He plants his faith filled seed mustard seeds
In His children
Cultivates preachers
To tell of His glory
Singers
To tell of His grace
Ushers
To tell of His kindness
I love my God
I'm glad He's mine
And I'm His
I wouldn't want to have anybody else
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