Because of Him, I am free,
Yet when I am in the public square,
I ask myself, "Is God truly there?"
I know God is with me,
For without Him, I am blind and can't see,
Yet when I am alone and sad in any place,
I ask myself, "Is God truly in my space?"
I know God is there with me,
Whether I am on land or sea,
Yet when I am depressed and lonely,
I ask myself, "Oh God, can you help me?"
I know God is always true to me,
Even as I am true to His holy see,
Yet when I'm going through a difficult time,
I ask myself, "God, sing me a good rhyme."
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