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Brought this from my other post
Wrote this when I was riding frieghttrains it is called

TTHE HOMELESS CHILD

to look in the face of a homeless child
and see the fear in their eyes
and listen as they pray each night
and hear their hidden cries

to know the pain their little hearts feel
and see the sadness that they show
or see the hunger for love in their eyes
its something you may never know

Just to see them on the streets each day
not knowing just what to do
is all of their life going to be like this
or is it up to me and you

we cant take this as a part of life
and we cant take this very mild
I have saw more hope in all of this world
in the face of a homeless child

Author DannyLewis on a train bound for nowhere coming from the same place, year? I cant remember I rode so many trains and wrote so many of these and songs I lose track....haha cause I am OLD!!!!
 
And ANother from the streets. If I take up to much space just say something

The Masters Hands
When life has cost you all your dreams
and it seems there is no end
Just put your problems into prayer
knowing that Christ will mend

He will put your life together
and get you back on track
Always trusting in your savior
never turning nor looking back

Just knowing GOd will guide you
and keep you in his light
he will buildyou brand new hopes and dreams
and help you do them right

Yes knowing God will help you
and life can be so grand
All it takes for true happiness
Is to be Held in the Masters Hands......

Another from the train rides.....
 
Here is one by me.....

A voice in the dark..

Some make plans for everything..
Some leave it to the master of fates..
Some sit in the dark,just waiting for the light
Just staring at the gleaming gates..

Some say the world is just too dark,
They fail to see the light..
They don’t see the lovely rising sun,
Nor the glimmering stars of night..

Some live for a sight of a drop of rain,
A glimpse of the mountains bare..
Some see beauty in all small things,
Some are just too busy to care..

But I am a seeker of one true truth,
Searching for my own shadow..
Am I to get to my tryst in time,
The lake of life so shallow..

This world so confuses me,
But I have a choice to make…
Which trail I have to follow,
Which path of life to take…

I can’t make a clear choice,
I search my soul for an answer..
But it’s like groping in the dark,
With the dark just turning darker..

Then like a lightning bolt in sky..
I hear a voice in me,
“you are so desperate to make a choice,
When it is so plain to see…”

“You just save that flame of love in you ..
You just keep playing your part..
You will get to the end in time ,my dear..
Just keep following your heart…….”
 

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