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I have a question this question I have I have for you if that I was molded and made of dirt clay particles none removed you shake me you created me you kissed me brought me to life Lord all that I am so myself worth is feeling like dirt that would be true because that's that's how you made me but yet if I'm a part of you righteous and holy truth how does that replicate how does that even relate because you're not a sinful you have no sense of nature so what part of you do I acquire how is that ever even sold how is it true you sent your perfect son who set beside you send them down temporarily to come down as a man a mere mortal he was humanity but yet holy the perfect the perfect human but yet divine Emmanuel God with Us all that I am

5/26/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022

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