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Death To Sin

------ God accepts' us all Even the little baby child He cast thee of robber's And scourges' For them, Life is just not worth Living Life is not forgiving ------ But, He will always' Transverse the Earth -Of- Decitful feast Of wonder The very which thing That which puts' man All asunder Leaving me to wander ------ And threw His day of Reap and plunder The scourge of the earth Doth' not wonder -Fore- All that's left for him Is nothing All of His empty Forgiveness Tis there by renderded As sin' is to be no-more For-ever and more... AMEN GF

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