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Sins Still Taint While Artists Paint

First Word in Hope of Glory by Jon Meacham when our sins do taint picture of him people paint was such a good Saint what we did was next read Bible in form of test sometimes are perplexed pray and God ensue what we will normally do may hear cat meow teach and educate to God my works dedicate express and narrate of various forms we saw bad weather with storms while sea warms and warms truth had been expressed when the did we were impressed sinful also stressed must give attention to what was their intention we have to mention had gone to heaven many of them there did know loved and will adore assume that you know yet never understood it why it had happened

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