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Oct 17
Even so, as tall as I am
My giants are always taller.
With great fear, I cowered before them
Knowing not what to do, I bent at their will.

Though greater is, the Great I am,
Who, before giants shrink shorter
And recoil as glory rush from Him.
He has made all things new, according to His will.
Written by
Davis J Posey  M
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   Ben Noah Suresh
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