God's Grand Design
I’ve lived a life
Filled with bullies and clowns
They’ve hurt me bad
Made me cry without sound
It’s only by the grace of god
That I’m ok
I could have been downright evil
To everyone that came my way
God didn’t make me like that
He made me loving and kind
Exactly what I want to be
God’s grand design
I try to be honest
Like he made me to be
But it’s easier to lie
Especially to people who’ve hurt me
But I still have to try
Matter of fact I’d rather die
Stick a needle in my eye
Because I won’t lie
God doesn’t want that
I’m not a liar
God’s grand design is
I won’t burn in the eternal fire
I’m going to act right
So I can see the light
Oh my goodness so bright
Bow at his eternal might
See his shinning face
Feeling his love forever
Wrapping me in his warm embrace
Finally I feel safe
That’s how it’s supposed to be
Me knowing that I’ll be fine
Walking down the right line
Just Dasha God’s Grand Design
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