Chosen for Greatness
 

A tear wets a cheek...
A voice tells me to stop.

A beggar stands on the corner...
A voice tells me to look.

A siren wails in the distance...
A voice tells me to listen.

A loved one lies in a bed...
A voice tells me to pray.

A death breaks my heart...
A voice reminds me it's ok.

It's the voice
     that called me from before,
It's the voice
     that calls me even now,
It's the voice 
     that will call me in the end.

Chosen for greatness am i
     but not without You.

Chosen for greatness am i
     please tell me what to do.
 
 
 
 by J. Alan R.

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