Jesus, you are the provider of all things I see;
Christ, you are the Rock when I am in need;
Lord, your seed has been planted in me;
I will let it grow in everything, don’t you see;
You died upon a tree to set me free;
When it all is said and done, You Christ, are my provider and my friend.
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Author:
Cbdave (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Religion
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