02 December 2011

all around wherever you go

We look up above and
we look down below
out toward the horizon
and into our souls

We seek the pure goodness
of He who was here
in hopes that His news
will ease all our fear

For when the heavens shall part
and voice speak below
I am pleased with my son
follow where He goes

I'll show you  the way
as a shepherd herds sheep
and forever and always
your hearts I shall keep

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