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Feb 2013
I've walked with saints.
And seen the hyprocrits.
I've been with sinners.
And witnessed the truth.
God seeks the lost as living proof.

I walked with saints.
And notice the testi-liars.
Who professed they was tesifying?
Just talking about people living in the world.

And then you notice them acting different.

I been in the company of sinners.
And notice that saints can't accept honestly.
When faced with the challenge that the lost desire help.
But the saints creates frustration for them.

And then we question, why they don't attend?
Well, sometimes saints can't be your friend.
When they running you away.
Instead of welcoming you in.

Remember, scriptures states we should enter with thanksgiving.
But many leaves with regrets.
And I walked with saints.
Who fails to see that?
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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   Timothy
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