Dream
Dream
I dreamed I was in heaven
and saw the days, all seven.
The seven days of every week,
the weeks of every year.
All years of my restless life,
I saw them clear, so clear.
I saw my faults, my ups and downs
and couldn't change one hour,
but the Lord, he smiled at me,
intensive, full of power.
His eyes were filled with love.
He gently called my name, and I,
I couldn't say a word,
my heart was full of shame.
I dreamed I was in heaven
and saw the days, all seven.
The seven days of every week,
the weeks of every year.
All years of my restless life,
I saw them clear, so clear.
I saw my faults, my ups and downs
and couldn't change one hour,
but the Lord, he smiled at me,
intensive, full of power.
His eyes were filled with love.
He gently called my name, and I,
I couldn't say a word,
my heart was full of shame.
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| Auteur: Herman Blanto | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 oktober 2009 | ||
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