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Ooh, ooh
Ooh
Tongue-tied, nerves as big as boulders
Why Mom? I thought I was your soldier
My brother sits by me
Buckled into the car seat
Ooh, ooh (I cannot believe that someone...)
Ooh (...their own children)
Feel the thirst, it's time for pulling over
Into the truck stop, on my daddy's shoulder
Out back where they plant all the trees
Ten feet away my daddy buries me
Ooh, ooh (When the boys were...)
Ooh (...all around them)
(Yesterday, 3:56 AM...)
This is a poem called God's Presence:
If my path be smooth or rugged
If with thorns or roses strewn
Where I go, the Father seeth
And He will leave me not alone
If I take the wings of morning
Far within the silent sea
Even there His hand will lead me
Even there my God will be
Though the gloom of night be 'round me
Though I cannot see my way
Yet the Lord will see and guide me
Because unto Him the night is day
If my thoughts are good or evil
Set me think to hide them not
There's One above all-seeing
And He beholds with every thought
And evermore my eyes beholds Him
And all my ways to Him are known
And His loving arms enfolds me
He will leave me not alone
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