You held the umbrella
With Your steady hand
And protected me from
The incessant downpour.
I lived comfortably always
In the big shadow You cast
I never felt the heat
Of the discriminating folks.
This world is sweet for me
It's all Your care and grace
I wonder what I would be
Without Your love and support.
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