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His Greatest Gift


His glory I praise, In His grace I live, Worship Him to live, Live to worship him. I no longer roam the world to find love, Through every seed, His love is all I need. A harvest for a every reason, On His given time for the season, I leave my sins in the past, Not looking back at last. My God is great so I don’t have to be, But I feel it will never be enough from me, At times speechless and have nothing to say, So I hope and pray, That Lord you create a way, As I turn to you help me get through everyday.
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catamountgal777
Love it!
Madi_Rose
Loving it ^_^ Check out my poem "On My Quest"

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