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Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou  anointest my head with oil; my cup run… | Worship jesus, Prophetic art,  Prophetic art worship

Mercies Anointed-

I was distant in the wind
Then the calm followed
I was latent in my sins
My pride was swallowed

3/31/2022
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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