| Why I Write |
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I write for broken people, To show them Someone cares, And, even though we're miles apart, Their name is in my prayers. I write for little children, That they might understand There's strength and wisdom plenty - When they hold to Jesus' hand. I write for lonely, discouraged, Who cannot see the light And pray one beam of sunshine Might filter through what I write. I write for happy souls who sing, As they journey on their way; Who pass out smiles and ditties In the Sonlight of their days. I write for those who cannot think What they did yesterday; Or maybe live a childhood That won't ever go away. I write for those whose hurting hearts Cannot be well, again. I write to spread God's mercy To every soul touched by sin. I write to spread the Good News, That there can be no lack. For, Jesus made a gift to us. He'll never take it back. I write because I love you. Yes, I know you, been there, too. But, Jesus fixed my life, again, And He'll do that for you! That's some of why I write. |
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