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| Kiley's Song
If I play it softly will He listen? I'll touch the keys so very tenderly; I don't have tails or tophat but My heart is in my hands, and I So would like His voice to sing with me. I'm so glad You finally came to us Sweet Jesus, I'm so happy that you live within my heart! It's a blessed home I live in since you came Into our lives, And I want You here at Christmas for a start. Then we'll add New Years Day as a Day to call Your own; You'll be a Valentine to all our dearest friends, And on Easter You can help us kids to know the blessed truth; We'll make You, blessed Jesus, King of Kings! For this moment I will sing Your song that Always fills my heart; When I just begin to think of You... When it's finished just remember that I'll Sing that song again; Just because I think You want me to. I'll sing my song, sweet Jesus, just for you! Joan Clifton Costner copyright (Photo by Joan~ one of her grandchildren, Kiley) |
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