My Lord Is - Poem by stephen vega
in my heart i feel brock i feel alone i just wanna go home to where my father stands.
he gave his only son to show he wants us home with him. but when still seem not to see the love the lord gots for us.
my lord is a lord of lords and king of kings.
my lord is a grate lord.
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