10 April 2009
It is You who I trust.
I lean on no other,
For when I do I fall.
Not my money,
Which quickly fades away.
Not the sun in the sky,
Which clouds cover and hide.
Not the car that I drive,
Which can putter and die.
Not the food on my plate,
Which is eaten and gone.
Not a song in my ear,
Which comforts and ends.
Nothing without you?
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