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May 2017
Ours sins were as scarlet, so we walked on red carpet
But that couldn’t hide, hide what’s inside
He exposed our sin, exposed our heart
Left us bleeding, a wound we couldn’t heal
But His needle was the cross, and His thread was the blood-the blood of the Lamb
From my book, "Aimless Wanderer"
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1544626347
Jerrad Johnson
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Jerrad Johnson
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   Johnny Scarlotti
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