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Jun 2014
Someone paid a price for me, and He was from above.  The Lord loved me so much, because He was so full of love.
Someone paid a price for me, therefore, I can't do anything.  I must live a holy life, and keep my mind sound and sane.
Someone paid a price for me, therefore, any kind of words, must not proceed from the lips, the Lord has given me.  I must speak words that will uplifts, and set the captive free.
Someone paid a price for me, therefore, I can't wear whatever I want.  I listen for the Lord's precious voice, incase He says, Don't.
Someone paid a price for me, therefore, I can't go where I want to go.  I must remember to represent God, in all He taught me to know.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing
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Sandra Juanita Nailing  United States
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