GOD'S OWN

in the midst of trouble I find refuge when all around me fall I stand firm when it really doesn't make sense you make out the sense out of the nosense you are who you say you are when all cry I smile when tension arises peace is bestowed in me it really doesn't make sense but I like it anyway I feel pretty and confident that am yours I feel pricless because out of the common I became uncommon Incase you don't know me am a child of the most High and God is my father the heavens belong to the Trinity and Salome is there doughter