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I fall upon my knees,
And pray to the Lord,
The Holy Savior and King,
At one time I didn’t trust,
That the lord was true and just,
He has been misunderstood,
The Lord is forgiving, kind and good,
Some of what you hear is not true,
So I will tell you now,
God would never hurt you,
An honorable Father wears the crown,
He loves his children and watches us grow,
You may have fallen down,
But how do you know,
That It was not he,
That kept you from injuries,
Which don’t heal,
You blame God for what is not real,
How do you know,
That when he has cradled you,
You don’t make him let you go,
How do you know,
You haven’t pulled away,
Please, I beg in Christ’s sweet name,
Don’t be so quick to place the blame,
Upon A Lord with a heart of gold,
A mild and tenderhearted soul,
In his gentle loving hands,
He cradles you whenever he can,
Fall upon your knees and pray,
To a King that loves everything,
I implore in Jesus name,
Seek the truth,
He is love and will protect you,
How will you know,
If you pull away.
mona
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