Confessions, hard to make
Even harder to take.
Through these hard times
Trust takes a break.

They hurt you
And the people love you
Through these times
Look to God above

God id love
God is grace
He forgives us for everything
Trust in Him
And you will be blessed

God is all-loving
Almighty and all-knowing
He touches your life, heart
Spirit and mind.

My knees start to shake
When you're in sight
My mind is filled with wander
My heart with fright

When will this feeling stop?
When did it start?
How can I listen to my mind
Without breaking my heart?

I'm so confused
What should I do?
I can't think of anyhting
Except you.

Should I ignor you?
Or just give it time?
I can't think straight
My heart controls my mind.

Blessed are the poor in spirit,
 for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn,
 for they shall be comforted.
Blessed are the meek,
 for they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger amd thirst for righteousness,
 for they shall be filled.
Blessed are the merciful,
 for they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart,
 for they shall see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers,
 for they shall be called the sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness sake,
 for thirs is the kingdom of heaven.

The Lord's Prayer

"Our father in heaven,
Hallowed be thy name.
Your kingdom come,
Your will be done,
On earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
And forgive us our debts,
As we forgive out debtors.
And so not lead us into temptation,
But deliver us from the evil one.
For yours is the kingdom, the power,
And the glory FOREVER!

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end.
Yet the days go bye, and the weeks rush on,
And before I know it a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a terrible, swift race.
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell,
And he rang mine just as well,
But we were younger then,
And now we are tired, busy men,
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say "I will call Jim"
Just to show, I'm thinking of him,
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And the distance between us grows and grows,
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today"
And that's what we get and deserve in the end,
Around the corner a vanish friend.

This touches me, cause it just goes to show that life can end real quick and we may not have a tomorrow to tell a friend that we are thinking of them