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Dec 2013
Dont stretch me out too much my Lord
you are always on my mind
guide me to that promise land
to enjoy the fruits of your labor
and i will reciprocate in kind

you gave me the devil and
i hope you took him away

for i am not perfect, my sins i
cant hide from you
your forgivness for your chidren
is a constant
please hear me as you always do
my love for you is forever as yours is for me
amen
Written by
tom krutilla  justice, illinois
(justice, illinois)   
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