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Feb 2017
If there is no God, this is worthless
If there is no God, when I die,
No palace I'll see,
No banquet, no King,
No eternal life in the sky.

If there is no God, what's the point, then,
Of clothing, and money, and jewels?
If there is no fight,
No faith, and no sight,
What's the point, then, of getting through school?

If there is no Savior, no Jesus,
No father, no spirit, no son,
No cross, and no grace,
What's the goal of this race?
What motive to finish this run?

I  can't believe there's no Jesus.
For if He does not exist,
There's no point to this life,
No end to this strife
I see no reason to persist.

I have to believe there's a father
And that this trouble will end
If there's no afterlife,
And no house made of light,
Then I just don't know how to fend

I tell you, there must be a Savior
For Jesus is all that I have.
He died for my sin
And heals pain within,
And His favor to me is a Salve

I believe there's a God, there's a father
Who watches me from up above
A father of grace
With a smile on His face
Looking down on me with love

I can tell there's a God in this place
Wrapping his arms around me
In the waters of grace,
I can see His face
And I notice His art in the trees.

His goodness abides in the forest
He comforts my heart when at sea
His fingers they live
In the rocks and the wind
His handiwork's all around me

If you ask me "Who is your Savior?"
Or "Who puts this smile on your face?"
I'll grin just a bit,
And ask you to sit,
And tell you the story of grace.
"Hold now thy cross before my closing eyes, shine through the gloom and point me to the skies, heaven's morning breaks and Earth's vain shadows flee, in life, in death, o God, abide with me."
Marisa Lu Makil
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Marisa Lu Makil  25/F/Holland, MI
(25/F/Holland, MI)   
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