Hate Stirs Up Quarrels But Love Makes Up For All Offenses-
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I shall not hate
I won't stir up troubles
I shall not take, offense of thee
Quarrels I not
I shall not hold offense over thee
I speak these wise words
I speak with lips of understanding
I have good sense, I am from the Lord
Our God has made me the head and not the tale
I not a fish waiting to inhale
I come from love first love makes up for all offense
Lower your defenses
I love you more than you hate me
Quarrels I not
I shall not hold offense over thee
I speak these wise words
I speak with lips of understanding
I have good sense, I am from the Lord
Our God has made me the head and not the tale
I not a fish waiting to inhale
I come from love first love makes up for all offense
Lower your defenses
I love you more than you hate me
2/28/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2022
Proverbs 10:12-13
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2022
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