Oct 2022
You were getting sicker
Every day and it was so sad to see
And no cure was to be found
And when the Lord Jesus Christ
Wrapped his arms around you
And whispered Come to me
Mr Carroll.
Every day and it was so sad to see
And no cure was to be found
And when the Lord Jesus Christ
Wrapped his arms around you
And whispered Come to me
Mr Carroll.
The Lord Jesus Christ
