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The cloud's rolled

the cloud’s rolled in all white and beautiful and then the wind blow the storm clouds in. The storm raged on and our faith was weakened , but there is a hand that guides us and watches over us. The cloud’s rolled in Jesus’ hands covered us all with forgiveness, love , peace. The clouds rolled and Jesus saved us all.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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