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May 2019
Thoughts of death,
Images of suicide;
In my head, do they reside.
I try to withdraw,
I try to escape;
But instead, my soul goes blank.
The enemy encamps me,
They want me so greatly;
But my Father, keeps me proficiently.
It's just for now,
For the hour is approaching;
The kingdom is at hand: my King is coming.
Be not afraid,
Ye children of God;
Our Father in heaven, is more than a god.
He suffered and died,
For you and for all;
Be not afraid, for Jesus won't fall.
As Christians, we will endure longsuffering. We will go through things that are unpleasant. The enemy surely surrounds us, they encamp against us. They lay seige to us. But our Father dwells within us, and the demons cannot enter. God will keep you, turn to the Lord <3
Written by
James
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   Bogdan Dragos
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