Built on sand.
11 years ago
While women weep, as they do now, I'll fight; while little children go hungry, as they do now, I'll fight; while men go to prison, in and out, in and out, as they do now, I'll fight; while there is a drunkard left, while there is a poor lost girl upon the streets, while there remains one dark soul without the light of God, I'll fight-I'll fight to the very end!
1 comment:
I can understand how you feel...friends sometimes come and go just like the seasons and it can be very confusing. I lost a lot of best friends since moving from Newfoundland to Winnipeg for college and now to Calgary...it sometimes doesn't make any sense. Keep praying for them and do your part to keep in contact and who knows what may happen! By the way - Happy Birthday!!!
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