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My All in All ~ Sunny Sunday Poetry!

God, You’re my All

With voice still and small

You speak, I hear Your call

And follow that I may not fall

Sometimes I’m foolish enough to stall

And cause pain bitter like gall

It’s no wonder I run into a wall

Or feel lost like a child in a mall

But You always come, my prince so tall

And lead me out of the dark hall

Restoring me back to Your holy ball

That’s why You’re All in All

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