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Jan 2015
Were you there when I was taken by night and tried in the court of
Public opinion and held my peace by not responding. Were you there
When the spikes of evil bore through my hands of peace on the cross
Of lies and open backstabbing. Did you watch them place a crown of
Injustice on my brow made of sharp ****** ? Did you hear me when I
Cried out to my heavenly FATHER on the wooden tree as the blood
Of my soul ran down slowly as I declared it was finished my course was
completed.But I will rise in three days from the grave and live again
For you cannot keep nor hold me down. My place in HEAVEN is above
And your place in HELL  I will tread upon
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
(phila,pa 19144)   
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