Nothing to do, by George Chow
When there is nothing to do..
think of Jesus and the waiting.
think of me how words like yours inked.
think of others bath no lusts or cling.
think of kids and how we grown up have faith.
think of her to amend herself to have a voice.
think of him to decorate himself to have a topic.
think of Jesus..to love Him is the hope of each final end.
think of our heavenly Father, how he lives in each of us.
|Posted: 2016-08-03 03:35:12 UTC|
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