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Even When I Lost Everything God Chose Me

It was me that my savior chose... He’s supplied all my needs— my food and clothes. He was there when I was laid off from work. Satan was saying, “you’re no good—just a jerk.” I admit; “my accomplishments— I do not boast.” But I do exalt the Father, the Son and Holy Ghost. If not for God’s love, I’d be dead, this I know. This is the reason why I love him so! He’s done so much for me— it’s hard to express. The privilege of being God’s son— I am so blessed! I was a clay jar all broken apart, But the potter put me together from his heart. The glue he used was his love for me, That’s why I’m happy and set free! This I know and hope you’ll understand, He’ll do the same for you— just reach out your hand! By Jim Pemberton 2005

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