That's alright!

If I lost you as a friend because you think I'm a whiner, too vulgar, think too highly of myself, that's alright.  If you hate me because Martha Jane Walters taught you to, that's alright.

If you refuse to associate with me because my skin is black, because I'm old, because you think I got exactly what I deserved, that's alright.  If you hate me because you're jealous, envious of my gifts and talents, that's alright.

If you shun me and want no parts of me because you are afraid you will have to give me some money, some of your time, some place to live, some help, that's alright.

It's alright because GOD got me, holds me in the hollow of (HIS) hand, always has, always will.

Praise the LORD!