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My dear one,you will be loved in the name of truthand find your heart betrayedDo not allow this to give you painfor Christ Himself enduredmockeryscorn..
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Feel free to laugh at this one. I encourage it!
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Roy reached his hand down to finger the soil.
Dry.
Roy sunk to his knees and swept off his hat, wiping the dripping sweat from his forehead. ..
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"The nerve of that woman!" Mary muttered, grabbing her last suitcase out of the buggy, unable to ignore the biting comments from Erma, who'd inquired..
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I've been working on this song for two days. Thought I might post ;)
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Verse 1:
I've built a wall around myself.
How to break free-ay?
I got some holes in my pockets, yeah,
And some more in my heart.
And I'm tr..
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The voice of Christ is not merely verbal.ForHe speaksin the artistic masterpieceof the sky,in a pair of innocentchild's eyes,in a musical tunethat mak..
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Jesus, what is left of me, take it. The brokenness, the bitterness, the shattered pieces, the unlovely parts of me-- take it all. I beg you to draw ne..
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The sand felt muggy between my toes and I wrapped myself up in the wonderful feel of it. The waves sprayed saltwater at my ankles and I took a deep w..
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