We all become the building blocks
O'er time, as King and pawn alike
We're made to form a mansion
A castle that will last



We each are gifted then
With something good to use
And all we do is take the gift
For each that God shall choose



For us to form our part
In all that is His own
That He is building day by day
As our eternal home

Then, shall He find of us a loving heart
Or one set hard as stone



Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems İ 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au


 

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