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A Man Or a Maelstrom

Ever since I met Jesus Christ I never stopped thinking of him every morning when I wake up I always tell him good morning and say good night to him when I am going to bed Everyday I am drawn to him while reciting and writing my prayers and singing high praises to his Father who dwells above and having dreams about someday entering his sacred kingdom in the air I believe that he came down to this earth and ceded himself on the plains of Gologatha just so his blood can cleanse my transgressions from the flesh To this day I still accept him as my personal saviour for he is the light of the world mightier than both Adam and Moses combined He is not only a man but powerful like a maelstrom

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