Own up

Pulled taffy of my heart
God's the only ending
Without start

Foretold what he would do
Then put to breath
A chosen few

All along I could have been singing
Not a song of lament, but one of real love
Earth tones pounding and ringing
To lure me from my home up above

Missed by half the rest
He freely offered
the very best

Shouts of pure joy
Above the hills
Their hearts annoy

Time wasted chasing the cat's tail
Instead of believing the word
Those who've succeeded cannot fail
Once they believe what they've heard

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