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Aug 2014
My Beautiful Glorious God, loves us more then we can imagine.
For he died so that we may live, he suffered so that we may live.
For only he could take our place on that wooden cross filled with our sin.
Only he could rise back to life, right after dying on that wooden cross.
He did not have to die for us the Heavenly Father gave him a choice.
But he loved us more then we could ever know , he truly loves us.
So trust in him whom lead Israel, out of Egypt, into the promise land.
Trust in him whom loves you enough to died on that  wooden cross.
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Eddie Starr
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Eddie Starr  Hagerstown Md
(Hagerstown Md)   
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