Who is left, when all disappears.
Who is there, to wipe away my tears.
Who can speak words of comfort to my ear.
When everything I had is lost..
You must loose it, to gain it
You must die, but not in vain
'Cause one thing will forever, always remain
And that is Him...
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2 comments:
life just good
sterkt, tangen
men husk
jeg var her førstur
hilsen Jesusur
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