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Echoes of Grace

My echoes of Grace ricochet off the Son.

Pouring down on the world in rays of Glory

over flowing the seas with all it's beauty.

My Mercy repeats and the Son gives Life,

pulling you up from below,

from the dark,damp soil and strife.

You’ll never fret the night again.

Instead you will feed on the Son for Eternity, Amen.

I will shower you and quench your thirst

and in turn all that see you will see Love immersed.

With this another will find the light of the Son.

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