God is the thought
So sacrosanct and
pure
As you feel; so you
thought
And he came alive for
sure
For your thought made
God
As he sure made you
And the way you think
Thus did he become
The connection in the
link
And made us all feel
welcome
For God is your
thought
Of all you pure do
consider
So does he become
And then shall he
deliver
You from all misery
and pain
And reveal it was all
not in vain
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