The meaning of the human life
He knew me before I was born
He chose the color of my eyes
He gave me my family and friends
He loved me before the world began;
He listened to all my sorrows
He drove away all my fears
He comforted every anxiety
He shone so bright in my darkest hours;
He treasured my prayers
He spoke to me in secret
He embraced me with fatherly love;
He rejoiced to my praises
He heard my cries willingly
He found me when I was lost
He was waiting there all along
He is the meaning of my human life.
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