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The Master’s Arms

Kitty and Jesus

The Master’s Arms

-Linda Lee Lyberg

He had no one, he was all alone
Struggling in this lonely cold world
He crept into the arms of stone
And into the Master’s lap curled.

 
Struggling in this lonely cold world
He at last found his forever home
And into the Master’s lap curled
No longer would he need to roam.

 
He at last found his forever home
Within the likeness of God’s son
No longer would he need to roam
For he had found the loving one.

 
Within the likeness of God’s son
He crept into the arms of stone
For he had found the loving one
He had Jesus now, he was not alone.

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Linda Lee Lyberg

Solitary

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