Written by Shayla D Smith
When they said that was crazy,
They looked directly at you.
Not because you are,
But because everyone was looking directly at you too.
You see, smell, feel, taste, and hear.
But there are strange miracles happening too.
He see's that you are morning.
Now figure it out.
There is no one called a stranger,
When you feel there is no doubt.
You'll tell me your secrets and I'll spell it out.
I was broken last Morning,
My senses not right.
These Spiritual things,
You have placed them and I have written them down.
Now that I am your "Guy"
Will you allow me to be just, and to be right?
How many people have to abuse their Spiritual sight.
Almost lose it and ,leave it behind?
Do unto others ,my Friend
As they do unto you?
Isn't that the rule they expect us to do?
No, it's love one another as Christ has loved You!
My Christ ,My Redeemer ,you have opened my eyes.
I feel polished this evening,
For this Song won't let it die.
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