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May 2018
Through death I drew breath, Through blood I have life,

When hope was an ember, burning through strife,

Joy was a gift, Which on his behalf,

Brightened my smile, and drew out my laugh!

Sin was the monster, Death was his game,

Fear was what kept me, bound with a chain,

But in him is mercy,Β Β and he lives in me!

His blood gave me life,Β Β His love set me free...
Josiah Israel
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Josiah Israel  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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     ---, Ev and Logun Alexander Johnson
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