Soles of the Streets
Soles of the Streets....
For Jesus we meet....
Soul to soul....
You I greet....
With a smile on my face....
Love in my heart....
This ministy...
Jesus let me start....
I'm already involved in a....
Ministry....
Loss/Won...
With my lady friend....
We stand side by side.....
Work together....
Far and wide....
A storm we weather....
But I want a wife....
Beside me....
Lord if she isn't it.....
Set me free in this ministry....
Cause I need more then a friend....
I need a wife....
You told me when......
You came to me...
I would have a wife to do your work...
So it has to be one way.....
Or the other...
I can't do everything.....
So my wife can you bring....
So our Soles of the Streets....
We can walk together...
And then Lost/Won.....
Can grow with her husband....
Cause I know to be connected....
Soul too soul....
With you in the middle....
Nothing can be disconnected....
And today she said....
we are not soul mates....
I be the wed...
A new ministry awaits.....
simply red
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