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Jul 2017
When the shadow of the world is over you and the giants seem to tall to defeat, on bended knees I seek my strength. With a hope of things not seen, I call upon Jesus name. I plead for intercession and his healing touch. Though the enemy builds a strong hold, I know that it will come crashing down, for my foundation is laid upon the solid rock and the enemy builds on unstable ground.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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