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For You.


 

I, your God, am here; 

I have been here through the years.

I created your thoughts … dreams,

I know all your wicked ways, the schemes.

I formed you when you weren't yet a thought,

I picked your parents, through me you were bought. 

Before you speak I know what's coming,

I  always know,  don't try running. 

I will lead you and help you grow. 

With Me,there will be no darkness, no woe. 

I'll know when you develop, and what you yearn

Don't fret, for My knowledge and wisdom you'll learn. 

On my own canvas, I made you beautiful ... smart, 

Not satan, not the world, will ever know your heart. 

I, your God, think about you day and night,

I want you to know this, to have insight.

I'll assist you while you develop and when you've grown.   

  Remember, your thoughts are like My very own.

People will forsake you, and they'll flee,

You'll feel abandoned, come, talk  to Me.   

You'll find people who hate your God,

But, unlike you, they don't know your God

You'll grow to be a wonderful person, loving …..  true.

Remember, I invented growing, developing, loving, speaking, and thinking    

Just for You. 

--God.  

 
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