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The Christizing

Me, I silently sceam come, here is a good one The bloody lamb on their door posts he denied none of them unto this very day many deny the lamb and can you see his power gods of old have changed their names they want to be his bride but they still play the same Ole' games come home O child come home O' world, is it not written in her laws that you can become a child of God what was it that Jesus taught magnify the God of hosts through out all the land good news from the Messiah the kingdom of heaven is at hand!

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