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Step outside myself, see my reflection
Pebble, ripple, sin stained perfection
Soul on sale, bought for a bargain
This investment doesnít offer margin
Godís stock broker said the market was slim
The outlook for resale looked grim
Given the chance and the freedom to choose
He took the investment in which he would lose
He gave the most precious of all his gifts...
Watch him teach from his place in the skiffs
He looked out from the brackish water
Loving each as a son or daughter
Gave up his life with a sigh and a wink
Stone skips four, five times, and then sinks
Stone it was again, O currency of the Earth
Sealed his fate from his birth
They through stones at him as he breathed his last breath
Stone rolled over his tomb after his death
Lord teach me the history that the story holds
Iím a sheep in the pasture; bring me back to the folds
The stones cry out in praise of you
Give me a chance Lord, and Iíll cry out too

Carter Walker Reeb

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