My Feet Have Wings
My feet have wings,They fly.
My hands have eyes,
They cry.
My thought has God,
It shines.
With God-delight
It dines.
They fly.
My hands have eyes,
They cry.
My thought has God,
It shines.
With God-delight
It dines.
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