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There Is a Purpose

We all know god does things for a purpose, He brings and takes people off this world, For a purpose. I can tell you of a man that gave away his only son, So that we may live again...for a purpose. When the Devil tricked Adam and Eve into eating the fruit, The Lord did not stand by idle or mute. He started a plan, And put it in action He did not force his had, He simply helped provide traction. The Lord let the evil and sin roam the earth But secretly he was eagerly at work. He was planning ahead for a time to come, He was planning the death, And resurrection of his son. In a way it IS Jesus’s birthday, Well you could say his Rebirth Day, Jesus was hung and crucified on Friday, And oh the glory when he rose on Sunday. Once he died he washed our sins in his blood, He also bathed us in his undying love. So when you wonder day to day, If you need the lord by your side; When wonder why you should pray, When things go a rye. You can simply remember that he died for our sins, And on this glorious day, He was raised again. All because... God had a purpose.

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