Oh my soul
What is this thing that fills our dreams and slips away from us? (Queen)
What is this moment of consciousness
A lifetime in a universe so vast it might as well be infinite.
To sleep, to dream and what dreams may come in that sleep we call death? (Shakespeare)
Something passes, but I feel assured I have my place in Eternity.
I put my faith in Christ
Because Christmas are such good people
They accept me as I am
They are kind and generous
Cheerful and optimistic
And all they ask is I accept the truth they offer
Now I come to the Lord in fear
I fall a long way short of the ideal
And I can’t guarantee my future behaviour
So I lay my sins at the foot of the cross
And try to trust that Jesus’ sacrifice was sufficient a price
And what do I think comes next?
A moment in a universe vast beyond imagination
God knows
Clown Artist Philosopher
There is wisdom behind the mask of folly
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