What is this I hear?
They say that God is dead.
I know not about their God,
But my God lives still
And will never die.
I feel His presence
Within my soul
And hear Him speak to me,
Telling me not to be afraid.
I hold out my hand for help
And feel His hand take mine,
Guiding me o’er the path of life
Whether it be rough or smooth.
I do not see His face
Or even see His figure
But I know that it is God
Who is there.
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