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The Promise

This is a promise that the Almighty God  Fed everyone, from where He will Provide we never know how it's done He provide manna in the desert For His people, but they still had To get up off their duffs and go get it You can't just expect stuff to be handed to you You aren't owed a living, you have to earn it. The birds, they do not work but they are being fed All creatures that has breath they're fed by Him.

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