In God's eyes we are all the same,
He knows each one of us by name.
He calls the orphans of this world
Under His wings, far from the cold.
When you feel lonely in the night,
He'll come to you and hold you tight.
When tears burn like acid rain,
He'll come to you and soothe your pain.
You are so precious in God's eyes,
He paid for you such a high price.
He send His son into the world
To face the darkness and the cold.
To share the mortals' destiny,
To give you hope, to set you free.
The little babe Jesus was born,
For you, the orphans of this world.
The Orphans of This World
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hello
i don't know who r u but this poem is so..............nice n can u make 1 small poem on orphan
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