TH ( / London, Tennessee, USA)


God gives us our life
In moments, the hors of day,
If we are to bear life's burdens
We must take the time to pray, For all the precious moments
Melt away as sand from the sea,
So, every fervent prayer that's prayed
Gives us the glorious VICTORY.

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