The Skies

The skies was so blue until the world went black.
The day Jesus was crucified for our sins then, the world stood still  as he took his lasted breath. He ask God to forgive us all so we all mitt see the shore of heaven holy land. when this world stands still an comes to a end.
So stand on the solid rock before this world ends.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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