Have you ever lost a key and couldn't find it anywhere?
Or ever had that special one and held it in your care?
Some are bright and shiny working fancy doors in town.
But it doesn't matter how they look as long as they are found.
Some keys will open just one door but some can open many.
Others open big, old doors, but some won't work on any.
Some we use most every day. Some stay on the wall.
Every key will have its task - but only one can open all.
Who holds the key to earth and space and hangs it all in perfect place?
Who sends it off in balanced pace and began the human race?
Who controls the wind and sea, the largest beast, the smallest flea?
Who grants to us our humble plea - through answered prayer - who could it be?
What's in your heart, you will hold dear - whether cars or sports or rancid beer;
Some special times might bring a tear, but if God's there He'll hold you near.
So if your heart is way too small - with no room for even two;
Then it's time for thorough cleaning because your heart is full of you.
Evil lurks in all dark shadows – behind doors falling apart.
There are so many keys in life – but only One can heal your heart.
It doesn't matter who, what - when, why, or how.
The Master's Key will fit and fix the mess you're in right now.
©2006 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
http://www.ganderpoems.org/
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Or ever had that special one and held it in your care?
Some are bright and shiny working fancy doors in town.
But it doesn't matter how they look as long as they are found.
Some keys will open just one door but some can open many.
Others open big, old doors, but some won't work on any.
Some we use most every day. Some stay on the wall.
Every key will have its task - but only one can open all.
Who holds the key to earth and space and hangs it all in perfect place?
Who sends it off in balanced pace and began the human race?
Who controls the wind and sea, the largest beast, the smallest flea?
Who grants to us our humble plea - through answered prayer - who could it be?
What's in your heart, you will hold dear - whether cars or sports or rancid beer;
Some special times might bring a tear, but if God's there He'll hold you near.
So if your heart is way too small - with no room for even two;
Then it's time for thorough cleaning because your heart is full of you.
Evil lurks in all dark shadows – behind doors falling apart.
There are so many keys in life – but only One can heal your heart.
It doesn't matter who, what - when, why, or how.
The Master's Key will fit and fix the mess you're in right now.
©2006 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
http://www.ganderpoems.org/
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