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The Almighty God is an instrument - our faith gets us through unfathomable grief - a poem. |
| To Jesus, we pray, in great triumph and clarity… A passion and truth so inspiring and deep; Believers, true servants, brave soldiers so certain, Prosper in blessings they so joyously reap… A journey of faith shall continue to foster Praying, recovering - connections with others; Teaching the children these cherished, sweet lessons. Singing those tunes with our sisters and brothers. The Lord doesn’t rob us - beseech baseless anguish - His Instrument - warmth, opportunity, purpose - His Throne is The Center of Height’s visualization - The Spark and the Sunshine of each sanctified opus! The Great One’s morality is more than a tool. The snatching of ebb tides’ years of resolve; Instead, it’s a holy commitment to people’s Victories and catchings, God’s Heavens to solve… |