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Blind Is the Eye Deaf Is the Ear

Death brings life upon this trail of strife Worry brings only agony and anguish Saddle up and move on and then conquer Let not your troubles surround your mind Taste this freedom, this gift given upon the cross Let the whales of the Devil flee your heart Open thy eyes and trust with sight Hear these words spoken and not, just read them They are Gods recorded words placed in a book To replay over and over until you receive them Thick is the mind who cannot understand Blind is the eye who cannot see them These words spoken to me

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