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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Once I dreamt upon a room. With me and Satan and GOD I stood before an alter bare And Satan started to glare. I am Satan the accuser, the father of all lies. You stand condemned before me for all your sinful past. You’ve listened to my thoughts and lies You’ve gone the way I’ve told you too So now its time for you to die I am God her Lord and Savior And there stands my precious child I’VE loved her and lead her and now she is mine So now it is time for her to live. In a flash of light and a trumpet call Gods son appeared on the alter bare I saw the wounds of sacrifice And I knew I’d been redeemed. There lies before you my precious child who I sent to set the captives free her sin and shame is washed away And because of my son she is truly free Satan couldn’t stand before the truth So he left with nothing to say My father embraced me and gave me his peace And lead me back to my room That night I slept such a peaceful sleep And when I woke in the morning light I knew his love I knew his peace. And laid my life down at his feet The father loved us with a love so strong That Jesus died, a sacrifice for me He gave his life so freely for us Now what can we do for him He is Christ the over comer and in him we can live Through trials and pressure joys and woes And spend an eternity praising him If we kneel and give him our lives
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