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Mar 2018
To mend the bridge bridged in Eden
His plan was encapsulated in one man, His only begotten son.
While He bled out, my cup runneth over
While His body was being broken, i was being made whole.
A sacrifice given
God commended His love for us in that while we were yet sinners Christ died for us
It is finished!
Body broken, blood shed, ghost given up
The beginning of the rest of my life
Consummation of salvation
The finished works at Calvary
Priscillah Mazvita Mitchelle
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Priscillah Mazvita Mitchelle  33/F/Pretoria, South Africa
(33/F/Pretoria, South Africa)   
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