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Jun 2018
He sits.
He watches.
We judge and He judges us.

We fight.
He loves us.
We lose it.
His love controls us.

We are wicked, cruel and rude and bad.
And still, He guides us.
What a wonderful God?

He still sees good we can be.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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