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Choices

It's all about choices, God This I understand. I struggle every day Lord I am but a man. Blessings or curses to receive, It is our will to choose. If we count not on Your strength, The Race we will lose. I want to be a winner God, My faith someday turned to sight. So lead me through the darkness Lord, Help me choose what is right.

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