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Apr 2019
God, request sinner to visit the church.
Relieve yourself of the pain and hurt.
Then you surrounded by sinner?
Who thinks they ain't?
Who seem forgot?
What they use to be?

Yes, they think like many that they are perfect.

The sinners sit back and judge too.
Offer an honest opinion about us and you.
And more than not they simply telling the truth.

The saints seem to place themselves on a higher court.
Like they shepherd of God.
When sinners know they are not.

And so we see why many are still lost?
All because the so-called perfect saints have forgotten why we are called?

Those seeking to change?
Just need a little help.
While those changed need to recheck themselves.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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