There is an eye looking at us...
Where could it be?
My instincts tell,it's also looking at me
I know he is looking,
I know he is tracking...
Every day every night he sets the clock tic tocking....
By far he knows everyone, ....
The watch man eyes knows the steps of the righteous and unjust
He knows the footprints of others who he could trust,
He is yet far....but he can see you even if you are fine as a dust.
Hide and seek; do you people still play that game???
Well if yes,
Take a flight,
Try to fly,
You can't hide from the watch man he'll find you just the same
He never quint, nothing miss his eyes..
He knows when the sun goes down, and as it rize,
He is here, there, everywhere,
He makes a report on those who act unfair...
The watchman can't be seen by anyone,
Cause unnoticely with our steps he have a plan
Plan that has been predestinate
So for your part,in his plan
You won't be late!
Yes you would be tested, and tried for his name sake
It's nothing to harm us,
Its just slight as an headache
'Cause his hand shield us which is so so great!
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beloved life
شِعرWe are indeed committed to life....we all can agree that life is our spouse 'til death do us part.....death's jealousy is the only thing that can separate Mrs.life from her beloved life.....
