TIPTOED TO THE FRONT DOOR


I limped a step further
To save my live from a common flair
The great light then fueled me
And I do not have many steps in
God did shake our ways
In our many con tempted grace
I cannot loose this smiling air
That brings hope not to die
I tiptoed to safety
Like a disturbed bird in gravity
I give God again for the grace
Until we finally see his face.

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