Heavens and The Earth
I was told a long time ago that beauty is only shown on the inside,
Because it lies in the eyes of the beholder,
But the beholder was never the same as the first one,
And neither is that person's heart.
I was told the heart is genuine,
And that it's emotion should match its actions;
That actions don't define a person they just stretch the opinions formed.
The opinions formed, that’s what you call judgement, but who am I to judge.
Judgement is only given by one, the one man I’ll should always love.
The man I'll love his name is "Abba",
Abba my father: The great one
For he created the heavens and the earth,
His name is God, and he can do just what he wants
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