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Nov 2020
Monkey me, monkey you.
What's a monkey supposed to do?

Look and listen to Fathers love,
listen to the calls above.
Put the devil under ground,
pray against those hot hell hounds.
Act in faith when the call I hear,
always love and never fear.

Devil down,
bless the rest,
put those monkeys to the test.

Monkey me, monkey through,
past a wall unto the true.

Love and bless and passed a test,
hope in Jesus for me is rest.
Faith is right with grace in sight,
in my Fathers mighty might.
Hope for me, and hope for you,
hope the monkeys all be true.

Hope for me and hope for you.
Go monkey!
Just reflecting on the daily struggle of life, when things come to you pass or failing tests of life, you can lean on the grace of Jesus and seek the Father always. Hope people are doing well. God bless.
Shawn B
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Shawn B  Calgary AB Canada
(Calgary AB Canada)   
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