Just A Number On The Wall
Where does it start, where does it end, In Gods love or in the Devils din. It makes no difference if youve been good or bad, or if youve been happy or sad. But only if a person is whole. The difference is in your heart and sole. Adam and Eve was number one and two, for this is the way they looked to me and you. Just a number on the wall that only God can let hang or fall. When the Lord needs a helping hand, down comes a number at his command. God is not predjudist against young or old, and to us his way seems cold. To understand we can not do, for your just a number to him to. God has the power of life and death, so without understanding we must make the best. Look around at the world today, numbers we use in every way. So tonight when you go to bed and pray, remember your just a number on the wall, tomorrow could be your day.Just A Number On The Wall
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Tempy commented on Just A Number On The Wall
08-08-2009
- either way we must die one day, without death we would over flow. fill up a bath tub with water get in you will see sometimes too put one in some must flow out to different places. its self preservation for mother nature as the glassis only so big
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08/08/2009
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