Oh Heavenly Father
hold me and my earthly life together like glue.
The papers that got lost in the wind, came back to you and were white, not blank pages bc you filled them with your words
Holy, Holy
Light
I want to listen to the creator, He brought me on to this earth.
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 8:44 PM UTC
Oh Heavenly Father
hold me and my earthly life together like glue.
The papers that got lost in the wind, came back to you and were white, not blank pages bc you filled them with your words
Holy, Holy
Light
I want to listen to the creator, He brought me on to this earth.
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