God can’t bless who you pretend to be, So be the real you and you will see.
That the blessings of the Lord maketh rich and add no sorrow. You will never ever again, have to beg or borrow.
Cause God with His Power will establish you as the lender.
Everything negative goes back to the sender.
Our God is faithful and true. He does what is right and fair. Day in and day out let worries go and don’t forget, to cast all your care.
He knows the number of hairs on your head,
Since He never sleeps or slumber, You can close your eyes and go to bed.
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Author:
Angelia ANGIE LaMar (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Spiritual
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