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Mar 2011
He tenderly draws
and invites Me,
mind you each one of us
He loves, comforts
protects and delivers us,
from all confusion[s]
embalms our oppressed sorrows
Hold on to your peace
and endure without doubt
your tribulations
Talk to him
with a clear conscience
dont worry who is with you
Or against you,
He's to be the only object
of your hope and assurance
No man's malice can hurt
Let God be
your Epitome
your["eye"] "i"
[I] specialist
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