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Looking at the mirror I saw sin run down the pretty gold frame It was black like the depression I faced in a nightmare once He cascaded his hands over my mouth to muffle my praises He is everything covered in silver and gold, rubies and diamonds .........but God is raw and trustworthy......like the soil we plant the life of this Earth in.......the rain that nourishes it........and the animals able to feast
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Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 5:05 PM UTC
Sin vs. Grace
Looking at the mirror I saw sin run down the pretty gold frame It was black like the depression I faced in a nightmare once He cascaded his hands over my mouth to muffle my praises He is everything covered in silver and gold, rubies and diamonds .........but God is raw and trustworthy......like the soil we plant the life of this Earth in.......the rain that nourishes it........and the animals able to feast
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Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 5:05 PM UTC
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