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Jul 2014
An unfamiliar voice echoes out
From the distance it sounds like a shout
I am quite sure you don’t know what I am talking about
The name of Tony was a spoken call
But all I could do was put my steps in a stall
Yet the name was still in a call
It was a voice I didn’t recognize
But the voice sounded organized
Later I had an idea it was the Lord educating me in become wise
I thought to myself
I am the only one on the street
My mind must be playing tricks
Perhaps my thoughts were basically stuck on strict
Yet knowledge seemed to pop into my head
I had received understanding being stead
The voice was definitely from Heaven
I am a witness and it happened at seven
As I walked on
It was knowledge all along
A voice from a far
You can’t get there by car
But it was the Heavens among the stars
Then an unforgettable theme, “ Man Makes Promises, but it is Jesus that gives results”
That theme I will never forget
You see, I have a calling on my life
Preaching God’s word with the praising strife
My testimony being very clear
This is something my heart holds dear
Lord, help me understand where knowledge flows
Where Heaven is, I want to go.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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