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We all need blessings to help us climb to the top of our hill. Blessings of love and laughter,
Until all of life stands still. Silent is the hush at the end of the day,
Than tomorrow we are blessed again in every way.
Blessed are the poor, the lame, people who cannot see. Jesus holds their hand, gives them hope to be.
Say a little prayer for the sick and those who may not see it through another day,
Look to the blue skies, at water Lilly or the stars at night.
Jesus blessed all things, only He can make it right.
Blessings for the staircase, ever so near.
Angels guild our footsteps, to bring us there.
Jesus loves us all, whatever we maybe. He blesses out souls, to spend in eternity.
Blessings on the good in heart,
Blessings for whatever they need,
When I face Jesus, I know He will comfort me.
Written by: Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me
The people’s poet
Music: ‘Hurt So Bad’ © Yuko Ohigashi

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