Poetry

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Come to me chosen nation
For I the lord God has prepared you for this time
Take hold of my word
The time is near for my chosen people to make a mark
To leave a glorious time of grace before my throne
For I alone will come and pour down showers of grace
For you are mine
Let us not be weary
I come down to make you mine
To explode my love upon nations
For whom I prepared the way
So come
Don’t be dismay
I leave my grace for all
Never will I disperse
Its my gift to you my children
Be bold and come
For I’m waiting
I know what you capable of
I made you
The creator of the heavens are waiting just for you

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