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My Lord

Your earth is calm my lord after all these centuries of pain and disdain when man was to blame for constant shame in your name. You asked in long times past that your creation was in image of sacrifice and the life you lay down for your people was to bring forth blessing in your holy steeple. In light of martyrs that cried out for mercy on the mount that you preach your praise and glory all children are pure with out worry. To walk in the path of grace to whom this land was your chosen place i worship the everlasting and cast aside those in midnight passing. My heavenly father in which your house i must dwell i turn away from chaos and wash my hands of Satan and his sin only to allow your light to heal me from with in. May all of your people follow your gospel with the same strength as your brave apostles worthy is your name my lord glory in all things we must change is your name my father Amen.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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