From: Gary West
Sent: Thursday, July 03, 2008 1:18 PM
Subject: Strong
Lord,
You elevate the low to confound the wise.
You require much where much is given.
You bring tears to mighty men.
You give the blessings and you take life..
You hold the keys, keys to the kingdom and keys to the grave.
In you we have breath, in you we live.
We are strangers here, on a mission, in Alien land.
Our mission is to return, return to your hand.
Lord, we serve, our strength is yours, our hearts are yours, our lives
are yours.
You are strong,
G
A trail of grief though the valley of death,
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