Divine Love

Some say that money makes the world go ‘round

But I tell you today that this ain’t true

A real meaning to life which has been found

Can bring hope to the world and make all new

Love is the very subject I speak of

Residing in my heart till the last beat

Whose form quite often embodies a dove

He’s always bringing me back to my feet

Ears up all ye who art broken inside

This message proclaimed is nothing but true

If only more were willing to confide

In Him, his truth, they’d get a clue

‘Cuz there’s no other idea that’s so fine

This matter I speak of, entirely divine.


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