Humble Sinner

Today I saw a little cloud
Sailing in the sky
I saw a bird a winging
Where ever birds must fly.

I felt the cool breeze on my face.
It felt good, just to be.
To feel the gentle hand of God
Gently touching me.

I am an humble sinner, Lord,
Why bother, Lord, with me
But I feel that Thou art with me here
and shall forever be..

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