You hold my heart in the palm of your hands,

As you hear the angels playing the harp softy in your ear,

With Their pure white heavenly wings spreaded widely and bright,

You formed me in my mothers womb and knitted me snuggly and tight,

You created me to be different from all the rest,

Who ever said that I wasn't going to go through so many test,

As life brought trials and tribulation after I left the nest,

Lord I don't look like what I went thru
It's you that kept me you the best,

Like Meshach Shadrach in a Bendigo knew that they where untouched when they walked out the hot furnace doors,

Life will teach you one thing this I know,

You walk with another pair of footsteps and your never alone,

You were made different your the peculiar one,

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It about Gods creation and how your never walking alone that God Is always with you.