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I never knew you

kept ringing in my ears

as i cried a million tears.



But lord,every sunday i gave you praise

shouting out your name

my hands raised.



But going to church on sunday

and being a christian isn`t the same

you were only there to play a game.



Pharasies are only there

to be seen and heard

the hungry man is there for the word



The pharasies would rather gather

around a well throw in a token

say a prayer out loud into a crowd



A christian prays in his closet

prays in the dark

and on his heart,i will leave my mark...