COMFORT ME I CRIED

 

Oh Lord ,oh lord ,
Comfort me.
 
Mountains are not shaking. 
Walls are not falling 
Comfort me , oh Lord ,oh Lord 
As I continue in my calling.  
                        C. L. Ford 

As I signed my name the  voice of God  came to me  .  My sorrow for the children,  came from the mercy mankind denied. 
     I cried for the children I couldn't save alone .
 
 Then I  heard the voice of God comfort me, 

    Suddenly I could see. 

God already cleared the way.  
To free the children on the appointed day.  




         

  
       
 
         



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