Poetry

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Often thru the day I stop to pray for strength and guidance along lifes way.

I read , I write , I even cook . But nothing compares to what Jesus took.

We've wept , we've prayed ,His blood flowed red so we could drink his wine and break his bread.

My Christ he died for you and me , My Christ he lives can't you see.

Up in heaven he did ascend only to say I'm coming back again.

So lift up your voice make that heavenly sound cause all of our sins are gone and never to be found.

So ask and pray when your'e down on your knees say Lord I'm a siner and yes I believe.

Now your'e ready and written in Lifes Golden Book and see just asking and believing and that all it took .

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