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Thine Should Not Be Mine

Remembered what God to me did beseech; How to do things others you should teach; A lesson learn; Take your turn; Stop learning shall come to flying screech. Jim Horn All of God's will by Him must be done, And He is the greatest and Holy One; Love near and far; See shining star, And we have been raised by His Son. Jim Horn With sin we soon did have some scrape; Can be both big, small, or an odd shape; Message made; Was well laid; Helped us from so many sins to escape. Jim Horn

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Book: Shattered Sighs