My forever friend
He does not go on vacation.
He does not blink nor sleep.
Why would he anyway?
He thinks you are important you see.
Every second of your life is recorded,
And has been carefully planed,
If only we would listen,
and follow his sherparding hand.
He knows your every sin,
and sees you when you do it,
but is willing to forgive you,
if you are willing to admit it.
It's hard to trust in something,
That you very well can't see,
But he can change your life,
Just look at what he's doing for me.
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