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Oct 2011
God often would I rather have than gold;
I'd rather choose Jesus over the universe.
My heart do nay become perverse
That you may prosper in this world old.

But seek always first, my dear soul,
The Lord's way and his righteouness,
Letting go of all earthly frivolousness;
Then wilt thou find fulfilment whole.

For many there are with gobs of money
That possess, in simple term, riches great;
Yet who this vain life doth never sate
Their heart that is thirsty and hungry.
Folorunsho Obalugemo
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Folorunsho Obalugemo  M/nigeria
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