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Blessings
Blessings He gave me a life in this world, I know I am part of His plan. He gave me loving parents, the best that I could have. He gave me brothers and sisters Through them I learned to love and share. My husband and our children they are gifts that can’t compare. Every day as I awaken, all His beauty I can see In the handiwork of His world, in His love and purity. As I see a newborn baby or the flowers or the trees, Or see the splendor of the mountains or feel the coolness of the breeze. But what I am most thankful for is that His only son He gave. He was nailed to a cross, He was laid down in a grave. He won victory over death, and went my mansion to prepare. Because Jesus paid my debt, by His grace, I’m going there. Bendiciones Él me puso en este mundo, yo le debo todo a Él Me diò padres de lo major que a Él le sirven fiel. Me diò hermanos y hermanas, así yo aprendí a amar. Me diò a mi esposo y nuestros hijos, ¿Cuanto más me puede dar? Cada día el amanecer yo contemplo la belleza En las obras de Sus manos, en Su amor y Su pureza. En ver a un tierno niño o a una hermosa flor. Al ver los áves volando y los montes alrededor. Pero mas precioso don es que a Su hijo Él enviò A sufrir muerte en la cruz para que me salvara yo. Porque Él derramo Su sangre, me deuda pagada esta Y porque Él venciò la muerte, mi mansiòn yo tengo allá.
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