Bullion Grey
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I sat, I thought, I closed my eye’s. Deep in question, I wondered why; Is He there, still up above, or has He left for unknown cause?
An errand to run, things to do, maybe we’re on hold me and you?
Did he answer, did He look my way? Its hard to know, its hard to say.
Through time I wonder, I sigh, I ponder, These are feelings first and chief; Lord I believe, help thou my unbelief.
An errand to run, things to do, maybe we’re on hold me and you?
Did he answer, did He look my way? Its hard to know, its hard to say.
Through time I wonder, I sigh, I ponder, These are feelings first and chief; Lord I believe, help thou my unbelief.
