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There once was a girl named Katie,

some would consider her a lady,

she liked herself, most of the time,

but other times wished she could change her mind,

she thinks quite a bit about things,

that makes her want to sing,

or sometimes those thoughts

create a longing sought

a sought of a place and a time and a being

when all she could do was just

B

E

without care or concern for others

except the One that created her in her mothers

My must these worries roll so in my head?

why must these feelings keep me in bed?

Why can't the Son just shine through me?

Oh because I am to busy being just

M

E

Let him who created, formed, and saved

be the center of my focus, my heart, my way paved

Trust Him with my worry, cares, and tears

because He alone will catch all of my fears.