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Aug 2014
There is a real God, and He is not dead.  He created you from your toes, up to your head.
There is a real God, He's not made of stone.  Inside a Mother's womb, He creates a baby's bones.  
There is a real God, He's one that you should seek.  He just doesn't sit around, being unable to speak.  
There is a real God, He's able to make the Earth to quake.  He made the Seas, and Oceans, and He made the Lakes.
There is a real God, He lives inside  of man.  To have Him become part of your life, quickly take a stand.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing
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Sandra Juanita Nailing  United States
(United States)   
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