God at he helm
God steers the boat.
Jesus is never sleeps. He is at the bow, seafaring.
The Holy Ghost is beside you, a fellow passenger.
Jesus is never sleeps. He is at the bow, seafaring.
The Holy Ghost is beside you, a fellow passenger.
Poem for the sons and daughters ...
We are humbled and guilty for every crumb we take of poor mans' bread or the rare cake Pound or pence money or sense No man lives' free in a world gone awry Money is not freedom and counting takes time Be not the beggar or the thief Your' talents are enough with God at your' side .
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