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We are all made in God's image
No matter the land of our birth.
Our race, ancestry or status
Matter only to people on earth.

We'll all stand before our Maker,
To give an account of our lives,
And "Jesus only" will matter,
The One by whose strength we survive.

The good you do to your neighbors,
The hand to the down and out,
The love shown to your enemies
Shows the world what "Christ" is about.

Hold your head up, and keep smiling,
Though the world keep you in a funk.
You are God's child, and you're special.
Remember God does not make junk.