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Oct 2020
dear lord
i
am so glad
that
you know me
that
strong branch
upon the oak tree
with
their
autumn gold leaves
fall gracefully
oh
how
i
adore the natural gifts
from God almighty
now
i raise my hands up
to glorify thee
to magnify thee
well
lord
you are the
best part of me
well...well..well
therefore
i get sanctified
thank you
heavenly father
for blessing me
with
your
spiritual promises
Written by
Stu Harley
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