
God loves you as you are
He made the trees
He made the stars
He made the Birds
He made you and he made me
He said come my little ones
Wait, it goes like this: "Let the little children come to me”
“and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven
belongs to such as these."
See you are higher then, the birds, stars & trees
He need you to come, he want you to come to be free
Children spend time on your knees, children, my children
When you pray, close the door each day
I like when you help your mother, your dad and your teacher
I like it more when you help and love one another and the preacher
Children I got a little secret
Come close; little closer
I got a rule and it’s Golden, just call me the composer
So if you cry, feeling low, look up and say it Golden
Do you know it?
Did you guess? One more hint, it’s in your Bible: Matthew 19:14 – did you find it?
By-the-way, one more thing --- I love you!
Now, Ms Teacher --- read it like a movie feature:
“So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you,
for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.”
Now children, you make a deposit, and tell this story of my
Glory! Because, God loves you more!
-by Terence Efrem Gray Sr., TEG 5.0v
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