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childhood emotions... |
| Don't say a word "Shh!" Don't say a word; don't give your secret away to a stranger at your door. Go to sleep and forget it ever happened. Walk don't say a word; nor whisper. The leaving are dead The spirits are resting and my voice is lifeless. I can't find my way home Oh! Little child help me find my way to the dwelling. "You take my hand and I will show you the way to a Heavenly throne. A golden home where my Father is setting and the streets are made of gold." As I enter, I see Him setting and collecting all of my tears in His hands. And the light of Heaven removes me from the land of the dead. Shh, don't say a word until you see my Father and the blood of Jesus on your hands. My mirror's will be broken; I will be shattered if I enter the gate of heaven; which is covered in blood. With out God, His son Jesus, and the Holy Spirit in my heart I will die surely and fast. I am a child who is: stubborn, someone who didn't like to lesson and now I have to face my crime. I will not leave this place on till I know this man named Jesus. |