Behind the skies
The rain hitting the window.The thunder makes it rattle.
I believe in the high power behind the skies.
The Lightening crashes, and the crickets are quiet.
I believe in the higher power behind the skies.
The rain stops and the clouds move away.
The moon peeks out.
I believe in the higher power behind the skies.
The stars twinkle and sparkle and the crickets chirp
I believe in a higher power behind the skies.
The higher power I believe in is not many gods, but One.
The God of Gods.
I believed when I was a kid in a higher power behind the skies.
As an adult, I still believe in a higher power behind the skies.
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