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Proverbs 18:21 

21 Death and life are in the power of the tongue,
and those who love its use will eat its fruit.

 

Hyperlink

 

In all I’m hyper-linked to the source of my Creator

Doing well or doing bad does not change the tie.

Why does it take so long to see that sooner or later?

I’ll be before The Throne in the great bye and bye?

 

When Jesus invited me the Cross became my link

lifting me from the pits of darkness into Eternal light.

Now I understand that the death and life are one in sink

for unless I die I cannot live as now is just the night.

 

Jan Wienen

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