We are God’s kite,he is flying to us…
We are God’s kite
We are God’s kite
To us,he is flying
On the earth of sky
He is enjoying
For giving directions to us
A force he is applying
When we progress upward
With joy he is crying
We are his paper toy
Our age is his thread
We spend some years of life
And as a sport make him glad
He plays with us
He makes us high
His blessing for us
An endless supply
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