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Boston Bombing


Boom, crash, bang!-As smoke filled up the sky, Many were shaken and froze with much fear, Night became day in the blink of an eye, What happened to celebrating with cheer? Crying, hurting, and distress with such grief, Hearts were broken and chaos was abound; What these people need is aid and relief, And by prayers and support help was found. God works for the good of those who love Him, No matter if it is raining terror, Even if you think the chances are slim, He is your strength and portion forever. The bombing was all a part of God’s plan, He decides who comes and goes-and not man.
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