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Oct 2019
You accepted me precious Lord
Fine tuned my life with a right chord
In cleansing you are never slow
Your forgiveness is white as snow
Mercy that you greatly accord

When entangled in devils cord
You delivered me with your sword
Showed me the path with lighting glow
You accepted

You erased my sins from your record
And armoured me with your word
Your caring comes when I am low
You enable me, I'm in flow
With bated breath I thank you God
You accepted
John Thomas Tharayil
Written by
John Thomas Tharayil  Bangalore India
(Bangalore India)   
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