I cry tears when I remember that you have bled, knowing that you gave your life for us who were dead in the spirt.
I cry tears when I know that I can never measure up, but You love me no matter what.
You shed happy tears when we praise and hold You dear;
I cry tears when I walk with in Faith knowing that You are always near.
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Author:
Cbdave (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 25th, 2022 02:38
- Category: Religion
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Comments2
A fine write Dave.
Amen to that Dave
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